Even though Celia had given her a brief synopsis of the recent events that befell him, Jack still told Keira about everything the Witch Princess had told him later that day. He told her about how she was the one that had caused him to strike her and how she had threatened him about keeping his distance from her. She couldn't have been more relieved to hear that he still cared about her and forgave him for everything though it technically wasn't his fault. Believing it was now safe since the Witch Princess no longer had control over him, Keira moved back in with Jack.

Another regular winter day was ending for the two as they ate their dinner, unknown to either of them that they were being watched through the window. Believing she had now found what would truly be the solution to her feud with Keira, the Witch Princess anxiously watched them with an old spell book of hers in hand, waiting for them to go to sleep. When she saw Keira finish with the dishes and begin to head towards her bed she began to flip through the pages of her books as she continued to watch.

"This had better work." The Witch Princess said to herself as she looked down at the book and smiled. "Who am I kidding? This will work."

As soon as Keira shut her eyes the Witch Princess began to chant the words on the page. As she continued to read from the book the world around her began to seemingly freeze up before slowly fading away.

When Keira awoke from her sleep she sat up in bed and stretched, looking around the room with her eyes half open before widening them in surprise.

"Could, could this be?" She thought as she looked around.

It was. She was back in her room of her old castle once again, only this time she wasn't sure if it was reality or not. Everything she remembered was still there from the expensive looking regal furniture that matched her yellow dress and adorned her room to the large frilly bed she sat in.

"This can't be." She thought.

She got out of bed and walked over to the large glass doors beside it that lead to her courtyard balcony and opened them, walking outside.

"This has to be a dream." She thought as she gazed at the garden below her.

It just couldn't be a dream though. She could feel the sun's heat warm her body and the gently spring breeze blow past her. Confused at what was going on, she walked back into the room and sat down on the edge of her bed. She sat there lost in her thoughts when suddenly the door opened surprising her.

One of her many maids entered the room carrying some spare sheets and noticed Keira sitting on the bed, staring back at her in shock. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to surprise you Keira."

"It's Ok." Keira said before gasping and coving her mouth at the fact she could speak.

"Is something wrong?" The maid asked.

"No nothing's wrong, I just felt something in my throat that's all." Keira told her as she removed her hands from her mouth.

"Oh well alright. I just came to bring you some spare sheets." The maid said as she walked over and placed them on the bed.

She gave her a small bow before turning around and walking towards the door.

"What day is it today?" Keira asked.

"It's the seventeenth? Yes, the seventeenth of spring today." The maid replied.

"Thank you, that'll be all." Keira said as she rested her head on her hands as the maid left her room.

"The seventeenth of spring…" She thought with great confusion and shock.

The seventeenth of spring. If her memory was correct, it was that day when she was suppose to begin her long time of isolation down in the mine. Yet there she was, on the surface as if it never happened. She looked around the room frantically and pinched herself to see if she would wake up back in Forget-Me-Not Valley but it worked to no avail. This was no dream, everything around her was indeed, real.

"Could it have all just been a dream?" She thought concerning the events of what she thought had been the previous years of her life.

Could the Witch Princess, the years of solitude in the mine, and her friends Jack and Celia really have all just been one complex dream? All that suffering, pain and happiness she had felt from everything and everyone couldn't have been a dream; she had felt it all as if it was real. She got up and walked over to the window overlooking the town in front of the castle and watched as the townspeople went about their business.

"It couldn't have been a dream." Keira said to herself. "It couldn't have been!"

She over to her bed and picked up the notebook lying on the dresser nearby that looked identical to the one she had back in Valley.

"There has to be something in here! There has to!" She shouted.

She flipped through all the pages to see if all her diary entries and conversations with everyone were still recorded inside but the pages were all empty, every single one of them.

"No…" She whispered.

She placed the notebook back down on the dresser in sadness as the door opened, only this time it was her mother who entered.

"Are you alright Keira?" She asked. "I thought I heard you yelling."

Keira looked at her mother as she stood before her, the first time she had seen here in years, or at least it felt that way to her.

"Mom…?" Keira asked quietly in disbelief.

Her mother gave her a warm smile. She like everything else in the room, was real. Keira ran up and embraced her mother and began to cry tears of happiness.

"What's wrong Keira?" Her mother asked.

"Oh mom I had the most awful dream! I dreamed that I lost you, dad and everything! It was horrible!" Keira cried.

"There, there Keira. It's alright, I'm still here." Her mother told her as she rubbed her back to calm her down.

"But it felt so real!" Keira told her.

"It was only a dream Keira, it can't hurt you." Her mother told her.

Keira continued to cry for another moment before looking up at her mother's smiling face.

"Come on, let's go for a walk, I'm sure it'll cheer you up." Her mother said as she placed her hand on her face.

Keira began to smile.

"There's a smile. Come along now; well go for a nice walk in the town. Who knows, maybe while we're there you'll find a suitor you like." Her mother told her causing Keira's smile to fade away. "Is something wrong?"

"No." Keira replied. "I'll be out in a minute. Just let me get ready."

"Alright, don't be too long now." Her mother said as she left the room and shut the door.

As soon as her mother mentioned the word suitor Keira's thoughts had immediately shifted to Jack. She began to walk back out on the balcony as she became flooded the feelings he had created for her in her dream. She refused to believe that he was simply a figment of her imagination, even if it was true.

She gazed out at the courtyard garden once again. "Jack… you couldn't have been fake, you couldn't have…"

Everything he had ever said to her and every time they had laid hands on each other, even when he hit her, had all felt too real. The feelings of compassion and happiness he gave of had felt like that of a real persons, not someone in a dream. He had done for her what none of these suitors of hers could do, he cared about her for something other than her beauty, voice, and power. Why he did all that of that for her was still a mystery to her but she knew that he had cared deeply about her. Everything Keira had just experienced pointed to him just being part of her complicated dream but she couldn't accept the fact that he was fake.

"Jack…" She whispered to herself as she placed her hand over her heart.

A/N: A little dramatic and possibly sad right? R&R.