Chapter 11: First Attempt

Princess POV...

So started my preparation to present my prince to my family. I let my personal workers to make my hair. I sat in front of my mirror, staring as I was being prepared. She pulled my hairs up to create a bum and added my diamond tiara on top. I closed my eyes next to let them apply long streaks of liner. I couldn't contain my excitement anymore and let a small laugh out. Well, what good is a princess without a prince, and that too, a handsome prince. It almost tickled my mind thinking how beautiful he was and on top his attitude. It lit fire inside me, the way he talked, his confidence, even his anger. Another shy smiled escaped from me. I couldn't decide which features of his I liked the most, maybe the deep eyes and the circles around them, or maybe the cute slim nose, or the just the right shade of pink lips, maybe the jaw line or the hairs. I knew I had found the treasure.

I opened my eyes. Now that I was all ready I realized how lucky he was to have a girl like me thinking about him like that. I was no less myself, easily the prettiest his eyes ever registered. Maybe, he was the one who found the treasure.

I stood up and suh away the workers. The evening sky was appearing outside and I knew the time was right. I stepped in my gold slippers to walk down the royal dinner hall to meet the king.

Emily POV...

I laid on the bed, trying to hide under the blanket. The emotions were over whelming. I was so mad at everyone that it was best to cut off from reality. I was hating where I was, this land was testing my every compartmentalizing ability.

I thought to myself what has happened. Morgan and Hotch were gone and might be in a lot of trouble. What if they were too tired or hungry? Garcia was no more. JJ was shell shocked. Spencer was taken away. The way Princess was looking at him, and how she took his hand. A hitch escaped my mouth. Anger flow in my veins. The ways of world were so strange, always trying to separate lovers. I had no idea what this Princess wanted now. I hope it wasn't what I feared. I could give away my life but not him. He was my hero and only mine. The jealousy stirred up as I realized how alone I was without him. I rose up nervously. Rossi was sleeping on the couch while JJ near the window. I walked out of the bed, sadly and looked outside the window into darkness. A cold breeze entered and I let my hairs fly away. For a second, it calmed me.

The feelings that followed were what I had feared before I let Spencer in my life. The desperation, the longing, the loneliness. This was exactly what I never wanted to feel. Maybe I was regretting falling in love. My sight fell over the revealing moon as a cloud passed over it. It was shinny brightly. Another cold breeze and it felt as if the whole world was empty. I continued to look at the moon. Maybe, without these feelings there was no love.

Spencer had made me weak. Spencer took Emily's strength and tonight she was sad and had no idea how to make herself feel better. The room was suffocating. And, what was it that we were waiting for, to die and let them just do it. This was not me. I wanted to fight. The moon motivated me, almost sharing my grief.

Reid POV...

Wishing of death is like giving up. Emily had taught me to fight rather to give up. She would never back out if she was in my situation. From her, I saw what power is, what ambitions are. She had changed me and made me stronger. Tonight, I stood before the moon, trying to gain some strength before I faced the king. For first time, my mind was empty, of all thoughts.

"You're so far away" I whispered to the moon.

Emily POV...

My heart ached.

What if they kill him next. I shook my head and knew it was time for action before I really became lonely.

Reid POV...

So, I walked out of the room and into the hallway. Luxuries were surrounding the walls, decorating the way to the dining hall. The Princess quickly made notice of me and accompanied me to the table. The hall was surrounded with uniform men, other officials and the king sat at the table in his royal red robe. To me, it looked like a costume in this era. He sipped his wine and gave me no attention. I wanted to make sure I had my most ignorant face on before he looks at my face. He still paid no notice. The princess made herself sit on one of the chairs and motioned my way to follow. I gently lowered myself on the chair.

"You're first of a kind" the King spoke.

"Dad, meet Spencer" Princess said in her sugary voice.

"That American" He replied in a low deep voice "I can smell it in him". I turned to see him and he did the same. Our eyes met and there was nothing but hatred that collided. His eyes were animalistic.

"Dad, I want to marry him" She went on. The King made no response to it.

"Why this son of a bitch?" he asked as he let out a laugh. I felt offended and lowered my gaze.

"DAD!" she whined.

"You know he's American and you still..." the King spoke harshly.

"I have fallen in love" she explained. The king leaned in on the table examining me.

"hmm...Americans are highly manipulative, a prisoner in days has my daughter falling over him" he mocked as if I was the wrong one here.

"It's my wish and my happiness, please let me" Princess demanded. I felt as if I was not even present there and only existed in their talk. So far they were speaking Korean thinking I knew nothing.

"Listen, I can allow this marriage on only one condition" King said in English. Another damn deal, I felt frustrated.

"If you hurt my daughter even in the slightest bit, I will burn you alive myself" he mentioned.

"Dad" she whined again.

"Understand?" he asked me. I nodded.

"You dumb or something" he relaxed his posture.

"I understand as long as you let my team go" I spoke for the first time. He raised his brows at me. Then, laughed a little.

"I'm not interested in keeping garbage at my place" he replied. Another fire lit up. I didn't know if I could trust either of them now.

"Oh com'on dad, his friends will be safe as long as he is with me" she explained.

"I want you let them go" I demanded. The king placed his glass down hard.

"Don't make me change my mind up kid" he said. Shortly, the food arrived and all my thoughts and plans went out the window. I knew I was starving. In front of hunger, no logic stood a chance. So tonight, I ate. I drank. I knew I wouldn't give up, not until Emily is existing, not until Morgan teases me again, not until Jack finally meets Hotch. I ate fast, the primate in me took over. I wanted to cry, the food brought such a high. My body charged up again. By now even ketone bodies were running out in my brain, I needed glucose to get my cellular respiration back on track. I wondered how happy all my cells were.

"So when do you want to take him?" the king's question zoomed me back out to the present.

"Oh please, it's called wedding" she complained "and I want it as soon as possible, like tomorrow".

"How about the day after tomorrow?" The King suggested "time is needed to prepare for the big event".

My heart sank, my body fell cold, the blood pressure decreasing. Where was I? With you? I wanted to go home, back to my apartments, to my books, to my job.

The dinner ended as I walked back to a room for the night. I stayed alone yet again but unlike yesterday night, it wasn't as bad. Maybe, I finally knew what lied ahead. The King didn't seem to like me so could I trust them with this. I had no other option. Should I let Emily know? My mind boggled up with ideas. I assumed she will support me. But. What if it all went wrong?

I felt my stomach churn, bad. And, suddenly I felt sick, very sick. I started to walk around the room trying to feel better. But, over eating was inducing heart burn feels. And, suddenly I rushed to the bathroom sink and vomited. I stayed there for a while, trying to stand still.

I needed phone, desperately. Strauss should be alarmed by now, so there could be help on the way. America had already launched war, the world was involved. Hopefully, this land would be targeted soon so the wannabe king could be brought to his knees. But, as speculated, in my time, a world war was already on the edge or perhaps started. Maybe, Princess knew there was no time left and therefore hurrying up. But, just because world was fighting wouldn't mean we can be free.

I washed my face few times and came back into the room.

I needed change of thoughts so I brought Morgan into my mind, his jokes and the fight we had. I was so stupid to react so mean with him. All he did was tell Emily about my love, no big deal right. He brought a smile back on my grief stricken face. Would he have agreed to marry the princess too or rather fought, and escape. The full and busy digestive track drained all my blood down leaving my head sleepy.

Hours had passed and I had no rest but finally my body and mind were giving up. I knew I was going into sleep.

Emily POV...

In the middle of the night, I grabbed the knob trying to open the door. It was locked. I took my pin out from the hairs and started picking the lock. With few restless tries, it finally clicked. I knew the time was right. I had to find Morgan and Hotch before sunrise and hatch a plan.

I gently twisted the knob and turned back to see my teammates lost in sleep. I let myself out in a strange hallway. Doors and doors in the hallway leading to an endless ray. The walls had dimmed lights only illuminating the scene enough to allow walking. I tried to look for any guards and slowly started walking. I knew I was risking everything and everyone. But, the fear that Spencer was in danger had me all worked up. I needed to do something. With each step, I turned around to spot anyone moving. The hallway was empty so far, and brutally silent.

I walked until there was a large door at the complete end. I pushed on a little and it squeaked alarming me. Within a second, I could hear voices approaching me. I had to decide whether to ran back or move forward. There were footsteps. In another second, I pushed the door and ran out into a large chamber. There were armed men standing at the far end. I was bare feet and hid behind the closet column. The men turned around to see the large door closing on its own. And, lifted their guns in fear. My heart pounded violently as I stood so near them.

They decided to walk over and investigate. I told myself to say my last prayers but from nowhere a white cat appeared and roamed around the door stopping the men from advancing. It assured them safety and they turned around. I watched the cat just standing there, almost as if it was here to help me. I smiled from behind and blew the cat a kiss. It meowed and ran off. I waited until the men were far away. And decided to ran back. Spencer was still here as long as there was no bad news. I couldn't leave him behind.

And within minutes, I was back in my bed, in that suffocating room. Tonight the adventure was enough. I knew where the main entrance was. I could plan an escape, carefully, to dodge the guards. I needed time and some more trials.

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