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CLAIRES POV

After a few hours spent being pampered by the maid, I felt really clean. My hair had been trimmed of all the split ends and new make-up was applied to my face. It wasn't my usual style, but it still looked good on me. On my own, I left my spacious new room to explore the castle. I didn't appreciate being alone, but at the same time I was grateful. So as I wondered, I thought about this prophecy. How exactly was I going to save the kingdom? What made everyone so sure that I could do it? What was it that made me so different from everyone else?

I was suddenly taken out of my thoughts when I bumped into someone.

"Sorry Claire, I didn't see you there," Prince Cameron apologized.

I looked up at him and my heart leapt into my throat. Instead of his usual royal attire, Cameron was in a simple pair of gray slacks with a loose white top on with draw strings untied. A hint of his bare chest was revealed. Wow...were his muscles real?

"Uh...it was my fault. I wasn't looking where I was going," I explained.

I went back to being quiet as I checked out his much more casual appearance. His tan skin was seemingly flawless and his green and blue eyes popped against the color of his shirt. He sure was handsome.

"Are you okay? You look frazzled," Cameron voiced.

Dang, he caught me checking him out! Think Claire, give him one of your lame excuses.

"I guess I'm just tired from the journey here," I lied.

Cameron gave a smile and my heart immediately melted. Good Lord! Am I seriously THIS in love with him?

"Well, it is evening now. I was actually on my way to the kitchen for a warm cup of milk. Would you care to join me?" He offered.

"Sure, I'd love to," I agreed.

He offered me his arm and taking it, he led us down the stairs until we came to the kitchen. Letting go of my arm, he went over to a small box and pulled out a glass bottle of milk. Grabbing two wooden cups, he poured into them and handed me a cup.

Taking it, I let the warm liquid run down my throat and gave a satisfied gulp. Hmmm, it WAS really good.

"Claire...I have a confession to make," Prince Cameron said.

Looking up, I saw his eyes staring into mine and there was an expression that was all to familiar in them.

"I think I'm in love with you," He said.

My cheeks got that same burning feeling in them and I tried to hide my smile, but it was unavoidable.

"You're so beautiful," He sighed.

"Stop it! I can't handle this much affection," I confessed.

"Really? I'm sorry for that. I guess I like showing affections," He grinned.

I smiled and rolled my eyes. Suddenly, he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me towards him. Well...this was totally different from when Derrick handled me. Unlike Derrick, Cameron's touch was gentle and filled with passion. Before I could feel the touch of his lips, a loud flash of color popped in front of us to reveal a woman.

Hearing Prince Cameron gasp, he pulled me behind his back and put an arm in front to protect me.

"Well, isn't this just adorable? The Prince and the pauper," A womans voice spoke.

Looking past Prince Cameron, I saw a vicious looking woman with curly black hair that had red in the ends of it. Her eyes were strange...a mix of red and blue. Suddenly, visions flashed in my eyes of horrible things.

"Cameron!" I screamed and reached out for him.

He stood far away from me and fire was approaching him. He outstretched his hand to me, only for the fire to engulf him.

"AHHHH!" I screamed.

"Malachi, stop it! Claire...listen to me, close your eyes. Close them!" Prince Cameron urged, his voice filled with panic.

Managing to do so, the visions left my mind and I felt myself go limp.

CAMERONS POV

The stupid sorceress showed up before I could kiss Claire. I shielded Claire behind me to prevent her from being put into immediate danger.

"Malachi," I growled.

The sorceress looked behind me at Claire as she twirled her curly black locks.

"Well isn't this adorable? The Prince and the pauper," She spoke haughtily.

"What do you want?" I demanded.

Her eyes...NO! Don't look into them!

"SHE IS THE CHOSEN ONE AND I WILL STOP HER FROM DESTROYING ME!" Malachi screamed.

And suddenly, I head Claire scream in fear. Gasping, I knew what was wrong.

"Malachi, stop it! Claire...listen to me, close your eyes. Close them!" I urged her.

She did so, but not before collapsing. I quickly caught her and gently lowered her with me as I got down on my knees. I rested her head into my lap. I glared back up at Malachi, avoiding her eyes but still my own burned with anger.

"You stay away from her, you crazy wench. She will find a way to stop you and as long as she's here, I will protect her. Now get thee hence!" I ordered.

Malachi snarled and with a poof of color, she disappeared. Looking down at the unconscious Saviour in my lap, I felt my heart swell with concern.

"Claire? Claire, wake up. Claire!" I pleaded.

I was scared. What if her fears already destroyed her? What if she was already dead? NO! Don't think that way. She HAS to be okay. Feeling tears run down my face, I lightly kissed her forehead. Scooping her into my arms, I carried up to her bedchambers. After gently laying her in her bed, I sat down in the chair beside the bed and covered my face with my hands. Why did Malachi do that to her? Why?

Suddenly, there was a light thud on the balcony and a dark figure came into the room. I was about to throw out an object when they came into the light.

"Rayne, it's just you," I sighed in relief.

He nodded and looked over to the bed where Claire was lying. Concerned, he walked over to us and his black cape trailed behind him.

"I was just in counsel with the other vampires and the werewolves. I told them about Claire and they have an idea of how to help her destroy Malachi," He explained, floating in the air in a sitting position.

I sat a bit straighter and urged him to continue on.

"First, we should train Claire on how to use some of our weapons. We have some strong enough to kill Malachis goofy warlocks, goblins and hobbits. Without them, Malachi will have to find other ways to get to Claire," Rayne started explaining.

"Hold on a second vampire King, you're forgetting something. Malachi doesn't need any of those things to get rid of Claire. She has powers over fire, she has telekinesis and telepathy. She could kill anyone with a blink of her crazy eyes as well," I explained.

Sheesh, some Vampire King he was.

"Yes, but you also forget that Malachi has a weakness. She has a big ego and only cares for herself. Claire can pretend to care about her and make her open up. Vulnerable people are easy to take down," Rayne explained.

I rolled my eyes. I didn't like the sound of this at all. What if Claire had a better idea as to how to get rid of the sorceress?

"Come back tomorrow evening and we'll see what Claire has to say," I suggested.

Nodding, Rayne got out of his floating sitting position and walked back to the balcony. Taking one last look at Claire, he spoke again.

"Take care of her, man. I know how much she means to you."

He flew out the window, leaving me to stare at the beautiful maiden who lay sleeping in bed.

Getting up, I again gently kissed her forehead and I headed on my way to my own bedroom.

It was a short chapter, I'm sorry.

But whatever.

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