Here it is! Chapter 2! I want to thank you all for your lovely comments, it really motivated me to finish this chapter fast. Also, I received a comment about my grammar and I would like to know if it really is that bad? English is not my first language but I always got really good grades and thought I was quite good at it, but if it is not please let me know. Thank you so much for reading and please let me know what you think! xx Anna

~Chapter 2~

Killian's POV

Two weeks.. it had been two weeks since that horrible accident that took his brother and sister-in-law from him. He could not remember anything from the whole ordeal, the only thing that kept bugging his thoughts was this voice. It was possibly the most beautiful voice he had ever heard, the problem was he did not know who it belonged to.

It had been hard for the last two weeks, really hard. Losing his brother had been unbearable for Killian. His brother had always been there for him, making sure he would be a great prince and to not get into any trouble. After their parent's passing, Liam had taken over the role of both his father and mother to make sure Killian would grow up well and nothing would come up short for him. Liam had followed into their father's footsteps as the heir to the throne and at only 20 years old became king of their kingdom. It had been difficult, Killian knew that his brother struggled a lot in the first few years. That was until he had found Elsa, she was his rock and they quickly married. It was the law in their kingdom that a king should have a wife, Liam was the exception because of his age but they were adamant that he should marry soon. Just as they were now, for Killian. After his brother's passing, Killian was now the rightful king. There was only one problem, Killian was not married yet and had no intention to marry just for the sake of it. He believed in true love, that magical feeling that there was this one person in the world who would be your ultimate match. In his mind, it was the person who the beautiful voice belonged to.

"Mate.. are you listening?" he looked up and saw Robin as well as Belle looking up at him, the worry visible on their faces.

"Yeah.. yeah I am.. I'm sorry I got lost in my thoughts" he saw Belle and Robin looking at each other. He knew that look and he knew what they were about to say.

"Look mate…" Robin started. Oh here we go again…

"We know the last few weeks have been rough… but maybe it's time to get out of the palace for a bit.. get some fresh air?" Robin went on.

"You can go to the beach? You always love the beach and I know the waves calm you" Belle chimed in, smiling at him softly. He knew he had to get out.. and Belle was right he loved the beach. But seeing the sea now was almost unbearable for him. It was only a stark reminder that the sea that he loved so much, that his kingdom loved so much, was the one who took his beloved brother from him.

But he knew that they were right, after all these people knew him best. Robin had been his best friend growing up. Being the son of his father's confidant he was often in the palace and being the same age as Killian they immediately got on. He had often asked his father if Robin could live with them in the castle, to which his father always told him it was not appropriate. Robin had lost his father in the same incident as Killian had lost his parents and soon after that Robin had moved into the palace, the boys both needing each other in that difficult time. Robin had now become his confidant, informing him of matters of the kingdom as well as giving him advice on both his public and private life.

Belle was his sister, not by blood but by heart. His mother had been a commoner and was very involved with the people of the kingdom. An old friend of her, Collette, had found herself terminally ill when Belle was only three years old. His mother had stepped in and adopted Belle so she would not be alone. Belle was only a few years younger than Killian and he remembers how she would always crawl into his bed at night asking him to read her a story. She knew him better than he knew himself and he always found himself forever grateful to have a sister in his life. However, since Belle was not related to them by blood, she had no say to the throne. Her son however had, by a strange turn of events. She had had an affair with one of his far uncles or something like that, and since there were no other heirs their son would be the first in line after Killian. The affair was long gone, since Liam had banished the man as soon as he found out. However, Belle had already been pregnant by then which had resulted in a little boy called Gideon. Killian liked the kid he really did, although he did have some strange behaviour from time to time which Killian just blamed on the father of the boy.

"Okay fine… I'll go out this afternoon" he sighed. Belle and Robin looked at him in astonishment, not believing he would actually go.

"I'll take Buckley out… some fresh air is good for him.. and for me as well" the last bit almost not to hearable. After lunch he went to redress and got out of the castle with Buckley. It was nice and sunny outside which almost made it feel like a summer afternoon. They were walking on the beach but not anywhere near the rocks. He knew there was still stuff from the shipwreck washing up on the shore there, and he was not ready to face that yet. He had found a stick and was throwing it while Buckley excitedly ran after it. However, suddenly Buckley started to run in the direction of the rocks.

"Buckley! Buckley! Come back here boy!" he yelled, but it was of no use. Buckley kept barking excitedly and ran further down the part of the beach where the rocks were. Not wanting to lose his dog too, Killian ran after him.

"Buckley, Buckley where are you boy!" he yelled again.

"Buckley!" suddenly he saw Buckley running to him excitedly after which he began to bark again. Before he knew it, Buckley had ran off again this time slower so he could keep up with him.

"Wait up Buckley… where are you going" he ran after him and followed Buckley far onto the beach. He noticed all the wood laying on the shore but decided to suck it up and kept running.

"What has gotten into you mate…" he asked the dog out loud and Buckley walked towards a higher rock in the middle of the beach. And then he saw her. Sitting on the rock was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. Her long blonde hair was flowing over her shoulders in soft curls. Her eyes were an emerald green and she was biting her lip, making her look slightly shy. She was wearing some sort of cloth, which looked like a piece of a sail.

"Oh.. I see" he slowly walked towards her and till his utter surprise she did not shy away from him. Buckley began to bark excitedly again while jumping against the rock the girl was sitting on.

"Quiet Buckley…" he hissed after which then turned his head towards her.

"I'm really sorry if my dog scared you Miss.. he can be a handful sometimes" he started to laugh at her a bit shyly and went to scratch behind his ear. Get a grip on yourself Jones he thought to himself. Buckley jumped up at her again and Killian went to stop him, positioning his face very close to Emma's.

"So uhm…I…. Have we met before?" he looked at her questioningly, her emerald eyes were even more beautiful from up close. Till his surprise the girl began to nod her head yes excitedly.

"We have?! I knew it! You are the one I have been looking for" he felt the excitement creep up in him and without noticing he had grabbed a hold of both her hands. They were so small in his, but it felt so right.

"What is your name?" he asked her, his heart almost beating out of his chest. The girl opened her mouth as if she was going to speak, but no sound came out. He noticed she got frustrated and saw her opening her mouth a few more times before she stopped and let her head fall.

"Hey.. what's wrong?" he asked her, looking into her eyes. The girl motioned to her throat, confirming what he had been expecting. His head fell in disappointment.

"You cannot speak?" he asked her in a quiet voice and she shook her head no.

"Oh… then you could not be who I thought you were" he looked down and he saw her doing the same. Still holding her hands, he suddenly felt her freeing her hands. He looked up at her questioningly. The girl started to make movements with her hands and her arms. He tried to understand but she was not making any sense.

"Hey, hey it is okay… you're safe… you must have really been through something" he tried to comfort her, still feeling rather concerned. The girl nodded and he saw a tear escape her eyes. His heart almost breaking for the girl. He had gone through a tough time in the last few weeks but it seemed she had been through even worse.

"It's okay… I'll help you" he held onto her arms, helping her off the rock gently. When she was off she did not seem to stand steady and he hold her even tighter so she would not fall. He had to help her, even though he did not know her. He would bring her to the palace, there he could figure out what to do.

"There we go miss.. come I'll take you to the palace.. you'll be safe there"