CH.2

"Armand, remember what happened last time we did this." Amalia yelled. "That was with Dally when the Shushu had no respect, this man is specially trained." Armand reasoned. "Gilles, beat some sense into him." Amalia ordered. Gilles nodded and got ready. Armand was the first to attack with a quick slash only to be blocked by Gilles' right arm. Gilles used his other arm to knock back the prince. Armand then tried to sweep Gilles off his feet. Gilles jumped up and hit Armand with his tonfas, one after another.

As they were fighting, Yugo, Ruel, Az and Adami arrived. "Someone's not going to get in serious trouble this time, right?" Ruel asked. "If Armand plays nice, then no." Eva said. "This is a pretty one-sided fight." Dally noted. "Gilles is one of the best fighters in the world." Skira said happily. They heard vines wrapping around something. Armand had wrapped up Gilles. "Oh no." Skira said. "What's 'oh no'?" Eva asked. "Armand put the Guard's secrets on the line. Gilles has to do anything to protect those secrets." Skira replied.

"Looks like you are defeated." Armand said triumphantly. Just then, Gilles got free. Everyone turned to see him wearing a different mask. This one was bright red, had horns and a wicked smile. He seemed to be teleporting, he was moving so fast. He grabbed Armand by the neck and said "You shouldn't have done that." In a demonic voice then threw Armand across the arena. He then threw himself at Armand. He was relentless in his attack. With a raised fist, the demonic voice said "Surrender!" "Never." Armand replied. "Good night my sweet prince." The voice said before knocking out the prince. Gilles stood up and removed the red mask. He looked at the prince then his hands. He clenched his fists and got prepared to run. "That was awesome!" Dally said walking up to Gilles. "He deserved it." Amalia stated. "I guess Armand did use magic." Eva reasoned. "I told you he was the best." Skira said happily. Armand began to stir. Amalia was all over him when he woken. "What were you thinking? You challenged an Exile Guardian." Amalia screamed. "I'm hungry, how 'bout you guys?" Ruel said. "Yeah, me too!" Dally agreed. They all headed to get ready for dinner.

Gilles felt the stares of the Brotherhood. "Why are you guys staring at me, do I have something on my face?" He questioned. "How come you still have your mask on?" Ruel countered. Gilles had his mask pulledup so only his mouth was showing. "It's a Masqueraider tradition, only their betrothed can see their face or who they plan to marry." Gilles explained. "How romantic." Amalia commented. "Really it's more of an annoyance." Gilles said. "I could only get one room, so Skira, you and Gilles will have to share, sorry." Amalia said. "It's fine, we'v had to do it before." Skira said nudging Gilles who is lucky to have his mask or everyone would see his blush. "That was in jail." Gilles quickly said. "Spill it." Amalia said. "Let's just say Gilles had an outburst involving the Sacrier prince." Skira said. "He deserved it, he was getting touchy-feely with you." Gilles said. "And someone got jealous." Skira iadded. They laughed much to Gilles' dismay. "Ah, young love." Ruel said.

"Gilles, get off the couch and get in bed." Skira said. "Princess but-" Gilles started. "That was an order." Skira said smugly. He reluctantly agreed and got in the bed. Skira immediately snuggled her back on his chest. 'Please don't, please.' Gilles thought. It was a little too late. "Little excited are we, Gilles." Skira teased. "I'm happy that it's me and not some other girl." She added. "Princess, we should get dinner by ourselves sometime." Gilles said. "Are you asking me out, Gilles." She said in a teasing tone. "Yeah, remembering that touchy prince made me realize that I love you even though I may be thrown in jail." Gilles said. "Me too, and I'll make sure that jail time is not in your future, now let's get to bed." Skira said. They fell into a deep sleep.