Ok. So I am really sorry for not writing untill now. I feel kind of bad about it but I just havn't found time. And as I got home today I thought I'd post the new chapter. Its not really that long so I hope I'm going to be able to write some more before it is schooltime again. The main reason I havn't written anything untill now is that I've been working on a bookproject. Well somthing like that, a crimenovel, and that is why I the time to write anything else has been pretty slim. But anyway, hope you'll enjoy this and not think it's too daft. I don't know how well I thought it turned out but I promise an inprove in the next chapter!

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"Well. I…" It was all she could say really. The thing was, she felt that she was about to cry too. And right now that and the shock was too much to deal with on its one, let alone the fact that she had to deal with everything else that was going on on top of this.

"Well what?" He tried to help her. If he only knew, he was making it so much worse. To hear his voice and seeing him was like torture. Well it was nice, more than nice actually, but it was a constant reminder of what she had to do. Which was to leave him, and never lay eyes on him again? It was too much, her tears began to fall. She didn't sob; her tears were quiet, but fast falling and many.

She felt him lift her to her feet and she did not protest. His soft hands on her shoulder as they walked back down the hall. "I think its best if we take this into my office." He said. "So you might get a change to calm down and say what's on your mind." She did not notice much, but what she did notice was that the last words he uttered somewhat nervous and different than his usual firm manner. He, who always was confident and stern, was now insecure and humble. Why was that?

Oh my God, how much more he wanted to lay his arms around her and tell her that it was all going to be ok. To kiss her, somehow he didn't think he had allowed himself the thought before but now it almost took all his strength to resist. He was also very confused. Why was she leaving? She had seemed happy enough last time he saw her and now she was reduced to tears. Something wasn't right. He would have to get it out of her. She had to tell him.

As he opened the door he made for her to go in before him. And when he was inside he closed the door and led her to a sofa in the corner. "Sit down please. So we may talk about this." She did as he said, except for the taking part. He would have to be the one to start.

"Let's see." He said as calmly as he could. "You were going to leave and I would like to know why." She looked at him briefly and then at the floor. "Captain, your guests, shouldn't you be at the party?" Her voice was sort of broken and not as it usually was and it broke his heart even more. "Damn the party!" He yelled, "You were leaving me and I want to know why you're leaving the man who loves you!" Leaving me… The man who loves you… He had made a slip of the tongue. It was no use trying to explain it away. He felt his cheeks blush like they had never done before. And as he felt her eyes on him it was his turn to look away.

He had passed the ball, and it was now in her court.

"W-w-what?" It was all she could say. Somehow she thought that she had stopped crying, but she was not sure. Could she have mistaken his words? Maybe it was a word that sounded very much like loves. Like doves. But no, that didn't make any sense at all. Why would he say something like "the man who doves you"? And leaving me, it was very strange if she had somehow made that up in her head too. And the way he looked right now. He knew what he had said and that made him look like she had never seen him before. Like a shy little schoolboy asking a girl out for the first time.

But who was she kidding? She had to leave, there was no other way. Wasn't it made quite clear that he intended to marry the baroness?

"But I must leave, I must leave you." She said somewhat confusedly.

He felt his inside burn as she said it. "But why? Why is it that you feel you have to? Is it really that horrible to live here or is it something else?" He managed to look at her again "You must tell me." He commanded as he looked her straight into her eyes. He was not embarrassed anymore. For he had realized that, he had nothing to lose. There was absolutely nothing that would hold him back from trying to get what he wanted. For if she left it would only mean the end of his heart. She would take his heart with her, and he had to live the rest of his life without it. If this was the last time he saw her. He would not think back on it and remember that he just let her go and not trying to obtain her.

He would not let her go. He could not let her go.

"You can't leave me. It would be crueler than killing me to do so, to suffocate me, slowly and painfully. You don't have the coldness to do that! I know you don't."

"Stop it! Just stop it!" How could he say those things? She did not want to leave him, but she would not stay and see him get married. That would be to suffocate her. "You are going to be married! You've been seeing the woman for God knows how long. You brought her home for God's sake. I know what that mean!"

"No I'm not going to marry Elsa. You should know that. Clearly you don't love me, or you would have known it!"

"But I do!" And that was when she realized how easy it was to make a slip of the tongue. She was leaving. It was what she intended to do, and yet her body didn't seem to be able muster the strength to stand up.