Ok, I just have to say how amazing you guys are! I can't believe that I have gotten 4 reviews already and I just posted this story last night! I guess that shows my vast experience. Since you guys are so awesome, I'm here's the next chapter.

This chapter is dedicated to my reviewers, EllaEnchantedLover, hangout4ever, JJ, and soccerbee3.

To those of you who have a fanfic account I hopefully sent you a review reply, if you don't have one, here they are.

JJ- Thank you! Yes, I am planning to do it mostly in Char's point of view, because Char is awesome- thus his mention three times in my title!

EllaEnchantedLover- Thank you for the good review and I couldn't agree more with your name.

Disclaimer- Yeah, I don't own it, stop making me feel bad.

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Char was about to read the first letter when he recognized the small cramped hand writing. He put it down frowning deeply and lay on his bed. Had the last letter he had received been a trick, or were these a trick? But curiosity got the better of him and he got up to read it. He had never been one for crying, but when he finished the first letter alone, tears were streaming down his face. His love had to go through all of this? He now understood completely. He now loved her more then ever. He now more then ever wanted to go back to Frell. He also now knew he couldn't. He knew these letters weren't meant to be sent at all.

She never stopped writing to him.

Prince Charmont had never wanted to go somewhere as much as he did now in his entire life, and he knew he couldn't go, he had to stay in Ayortha, but he so wanted to go to Frell. A little unwelcome voice whispered in his head. What if those letters were a trick? He shook it out. Of course they were true; Ella had explained everything to him on the paper. He trusted her too much- loved her too much to not believe them. But she already tricked you once, the voice said. That too, was explained in the letters. He was not particularly pleased about it, but he could understand her reasoning, and was astonished that she loved her country enough-loved him enough-to sacrifice her happiness. The voice came back once again. You just want to believe she loves you; you want to fall for the bait. That was true. He did want to believe it. He didn't just want it, he needed to believe it.

His next decision killed him- figuratively speaking. He decided after many sleepless nights that he would act as if he had never gotten the letters at all. He would look for a cure from the obedience, and then once he found it he would go to Ella, cure her, ask her to marry him, and pray that she still loved him. If he acted as if he was still believed her married and knew nothing about a curse, she would most likely not come into contact with him and be forced to do something against her own will. It would pain him greatly as well, but hopefully it would come to a good end.

While staying at an inn he had a brush with Ella's friend. It was after a vase had been broken, and he was talking to one of the innkeeper's daughters. She had asked him about Ella, wondering about her well being. He was about to say something when it caught in his throat. You didn't get the letters remember? He told himself. After a while he said, "You were her friend? You liked her?" He vaguely remembered her saying something about an Ayorthaian friend. "She was the best friend I've ever had." The girl replied. "I believe that she is well and married to a rich man. She is happy, I think. She is rich, so she is happy." Char had to force himself to say the lies. She didn't believe him. He didn't believe himself either, it didn't sound like Ella.

This was exactly the type of person he would have expected Ella to befriend, and was glad of it. It proved that Ella didn't care about wealth or titles. The letters could not have been a trick. Char remained silent the rest of the night, yearning, wishing, wanting Ella.

He needed her. He needed the truth.

The End of chapter two. I hoped you all enjoyed, I enjoyed writing it! Review please and make me happy! Again excuse spelling, grammar and so on. Ok and now a random quiz which has nothing to do with the story. If you know me, don't answer it.

Out of these 4, which do you think is my favorite color?

Blue

Orange

Forest green

Royal purple

I really don't expect you to know this, but guess. Put your answer along with your review and the first one to win gets a very special prize, which you'll just have to see for yourself what it is.