I woke and walked over to the dining table. I rubbed my eyes, trying to wake myself up a little more. I still felt horrible and all I wanted to do was crawl back into bed and stay there.

That was when I saw a small piece of paper on the table. I picked it up and read it. 'Tonight I'm going to steal your heart away. Yours truly, Phantom Skye.'

My heart skipped a beat as I read it again. He was going to come back! I was going to get a chance to explain everything! I could tell him it was him I wanted to give my blue feather to, not anyone else.

Because of that I spent the rest of the day in a good – although impatient – mood. All I wanted was for it to hurry up and get dark so Skye would come.

I had finished all my necessary chores by midday. The hens, cows and sheep had been fed and my crops had been watered. This was driving me insane! Why couldn't it be night time already?

I decided to fill in the hours by going up to the mine; I could do with the extra money I earned shipping the ores and jewels I found.

Finally five o'clock rolled around and Thomas came to collect my shipment. He handed me the money and left. I was almost exploding with excitement; not long now and I'd see Skye again!

I went inside and sat down on my bed. I guess I had over exhausted myself during the day – I was falling asleep and it was barely six. I guessed that, if I had a nap now I'd be away when Skye showed up. But I still didn't want to risk having missing my chance to explain.

Twelve am.

I let myself in through her front door again, she had left it open. I breathed a sigh of relief when I only heard her breathing; that meant that there was no one else with her. That meant I didn't have to see who she was giving her heart to.

I looked through the drawers in her bedside table, trying to find that damned feather. Where had she put it?

I sat back on my heels to think when it struck me, her rucksack – the one she wore everywhere – hung at the same level as my head. That's where it was!

Carefully – attempting to make as little noise as possible – I unzipped her rucksack. There, sitting on top of everything was my prize, her blue feather, which was now mine.

I stood up and went to leave but, as I did, her dog woke and started barking. Crap, now I was screwed.

"Lucy?" It had woken Jill. It was too late to leave now. "What is it...Skye?" She looked directly at me.

I remained frozen and silent, if I didn't talk maybe she'd think she was dreaming and go back to sleep.

"You came!" She exclaimed getting out of bed. "And you've got my feather?" She asked, confused.

"It's mine now." I said evenly. "Now, I'm leaving."

"Wait!" She grabbed my arm. "About last night..."

"Who were you going to give it to?" I asked, I guess that if this was the last time I would see her I deserved to know.

"Skye..." She said gently. "You have to understand that last night..."

"Just tell me."

"You." She whispered.

"What?" I stared blankly at her.

"I want to give it to you."

"M-me?" I stammered, lost for words. "But you were asking if I was alright with you asking someone else."

"No I wasn't! I was going to ask you to marry me!" She cried as we both realised this whole misunderstanding had been my fault. "So...will you?"

Marry her...she wanted me to marry her...she wanted to spend the rest of her life with me...she was asking me to do the same...

"Skye?" She cocked her head to one side. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have put you on the..."

"Yes." I said, pushing my lips against hers. "I do want to marry you, as long as you'll have a thief like me."

"That's why I'm giving you the feather." She put her arms around my waist and lay her head on my chest. "I love you Skye and I don't care what they say."