"Good Morning Adelena. Come. Sit down. Your father and I need to speak with you, dear." Mother smiled warmly at me as I took a seat at the great Oak table. I smiled sweetly, ignoring the concerned look on my father's face.

"Dear, we've noticed you've been a bit distant lately. We're worried." I noticed my mother's great blue eyes were brimming with tears.

"Daddy, Nothing is wrong." I smiled lightly at the look of disbelief plastered on the slightly aged face of my mother. Her delicate features were crinkled in worry. I wanted so badly to hug her, but it wasn't proper. I sighed. It was never proper. "I'm here. Truly." I nodded enthusiastically.

My father's warm honey eyes peered lovingly down at me. "Good. Now run along. I'm sure you have better things to go than sit here talking to a worried old woman and an old fart!" I laughed and walked slowly out the door, a strawberry strudel clutched in my small hand. The smile from my face quickly faded and I hurried to my Gargoyles. I needed to get some things off my chest.

"Morning, Clyde." I looked at the fierce dragon-like gargoyle on the right. I turned to Demitri and plopped on the soft, cool earth.

"Morning Demitri" I sighed and looked at my feet, silent tears were threatening to spill. "Around this time, four years ago, Anton told me he loved me…"I painfully willed myself to remember that day. "I remember the way he looked at me, those soulful violet eyes were full of love. Or so I thought. I could only look at him in adoration. I thought him perfect." A laughed a strangled laugh. "Now I see how stupid I was. I was blinded by his looks and so-called charm. I wasn't in love. I was infatuated. Obsessed. Much different from love." The tears that were threatening to wash down my face spilled.

"She…she wrote me a letter." I looked up at the cold, stony eyes that bore into mine. They may have been stone, but they were real to me. "I waited to read it until you could hear it. Considerate of me, no?" I laughed hollowly. "I save a letter so I can read it to the gargoyles. Well, here goes nothing.

"Dearest Adelena,

I'm sorry you have been deceived. In a way, so have I. I can only hope you find it in your heart to forgive him…and me.

It's true, dear Adelena. We feel in love, Anton and I. I think we're perfect for each other. Soul mates, some like to call it. But he never told me you two were engaged. I never knew whom you were engaged to. Just that you were heart-broken when he ran off with the maid.

I know that's why my brother writes to me and tells me you don't talk to the servants unless necessary. You don't trust them anymore. I hope that can change. But, I must be moving on.

I only found out last week when I was giving birth to my Twins (Mabon, and Madora) When Anton, my husband, said after 21 hours of labor and no screaming,

"Lena would have been screaming like a baby! She was weak." And he laughed merrily. And then it was found out that he had deceived you. I forgave him. I think you must too. And please, can you find it in your heart for us to be friends? I hope so, dearest.

Love,

Princess Renata of Mahjon. The new mommy!

P.S I do hope that maybe you could come see the children? I did suggest naming Madora Adelena, but Anton refuses. I know not his reasons.

"Ha. Lovely. He has twins." I furiously whipped the tears out of my eyes. "I guess she's good for him. In a way I never could be. He was too even tempered for me, I suppose." I quickly ran my fingers through my blonde mane, thinking.

"Yup. He was. You need someone with a temper. You'll have to be the one to cool him down." I looked up into the cool gray eyes of Reaven. "Talking to the gargoyles, then?" He gestured to Clyde and Demitri. I laughed.

"You guessed it. They're the only one's who will listen to me." I frowned at looked down at my shoes.

"Aww. That's not true." I played with the laces on my slippers.

"Yes. It is. I'm a princess. It' my title. It's who I am, and because of it, I'm destined for loneliness."

"No you're not. And now, I'm here." He plopped down next to me. I looked up into his steady stormy eyes.

"You'll leave. Like everyone else." I looked back down at my emerald encrusted slippers. There was silence as I felt his piercing gaze. I soon felt pressure on my chin, forcing my head upwards.

"I will never leave you Princess. Never. Now, just talk to me. I swear, your stony faced friends will be listening." He smiled encouragingly.

"Where do I begin?" He smiled widely.

"Start with you. You, and only you. No he said, she said, no gossip, no rumors, noone else. Just you and your thoughts." I heard the study bell ring.

"Another time?" I asked wistfully. He nodded.

"Another time."

A/N: I am sooooooo sooooooooo sorry this wasn't out sooner. I've been SWAMPED!!! School, make-up work, reading, friends, drama, church, and sick. Half this chapter has been sitting here for a month, just waiting to be finished. So, I got a review, and was remined I need to work on my fanfictions!!! But, pooor fictionpress…I've been regleticing this. And it will continue to be neglected if you review nice….

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