Princess Kimmy ran to the royal courtyard. The sky was dark and cloudy, but no rain came down. Kimmy laid on the stone base of the fountain. With her finger, she traced the outline of her family crest engraved on the stone. Bradley appeared from the rose maze. "Kimmy." He said quietly. Kimmy got up and quickly turned to him. "Are you going to tell dad? Your best friend in the whole world?" She bursted. With tears streaming down her face, she screamed, "Go on and tell him! I know how much you'd enjoy that!" she sank to feet and cried with her hands covering her face. Bradley walked over to her and knelt by her. "I didn't want to do anything but talk to you." He said calmly. "We use to be good friends Kimmy. What happened? This war can't be the reason." She looked at him. Her eyes filled with doubt and sadness. Bradley brushed the hair out of her face. "There." He said. "Now I can see your beautiful face." Kimmy began to cry once more and hugged him tightly. "What if you will be sent out to lead your troops to war?" she asked. "It hasn't happened yet so don't worry about it." He said. Bradley got up, and took out his sword. He pointed it straight at her. " For now though, you shall die!" he boomed. Kimmy giggled and got up and ran to the main entrance of the castle. Bradley ran after her. In the hall, she grabbed a sword from off the wall and whipped around to face Bradley. " Your head shall make a great sculpture for my throne!" She said. They began to clash their swords Kimmy pinned Bradley up against the chair and Bradley swooped under he tripped Kimmy and pointed the sword. She kicked Bradley's knee and clashed her sword up against his. Bradley's sword flew into the air and landed with a giant clang. Kimmy pointed her sword at his throat and pretended to slice him. Bradley stagger over to a cart on of the cooks brought in a grabbed a tomato. He smashed it on his throat and fell to the floor twitching. Kimmy laughed. A laugh she hadn't laugh for months now. Suddenly, The King walked in the room. "Bradley get up!" Kimmy hissed. Bradley jumped to his feet and stood tall by his sister. The king strolled by them. "Wonderful performance." Said the king. "Especially you Bradley sense you really needed to grow up if your going to lead you troops to battle." "Did you receive a letter for me father?" "One, but not from the battlefield." Kimmy sighed a breath of relief. "Only from your Rose." The king ended giving Bradley his letter. "Rose." Bradley said in a whisper. His one true love. Kimmy smiled. This girl made her brother very happy and she loved to see him like this. Bradley folded the letter and put it in his pocket. "Now as for you Kimmy," the King looked over at her. "Tonight we have a royal banquet." Kimmy's mouth dropped. "And..." King began once more." You will behave your best! I do not want you to act like a fool infront of the many people coming. We have caught someone from the other side. Therefore, we will watch the torture chamber." Kimmy's eyes widened " Father this isn't the best thing for Kimmy to see...." Bradley began. "It will be a good lesson in why she shouldn't go outside." The king interupted. "If they spotted our princess, they would for sure do the same!" "Yes but she is but 16!" protested Bradley. "And she is my daughter!" "Give her a chance!" "I don't believe she deserves it." "I will not," Bradley said with more anger than Kimmy has ever seen. " stand by and watch my sister sit high in a throne and watch a bloody masacre happen right before her eyes!" "That is not your choice!" said the king with fury. Bradley stormed out of the room. The king turned to Kimmy. "Be ready for tonight." Kimmy nodded. "Well, go get ready!" "Yes father." Kimmy said and ran upstairs.