Ya'll thanks my friends Christine and Sarah for making me right this. Everyone claps and screams cheers!! They are so goofy.. lol

There was a gentle breeze drifting through the William's window the next morning. A light feeling filled the entire room, making waking up a very pleasant thing. Claira had woke almost as quickly as the sun peaked it's eager head over the soft green hills of Vindulenburg. She sat up, rubbing her eyes, glancing at everything around her. It was quite a change being in this room. The dark blue's and green's gave a royal feel but the sleeping human in the corner softened that rigidness.

Claira carefully made her way across the room. Everything was perfect, just as long as they stayed inside those four walls. Outside of that room there were countless worries that had to be handled with very precise actions. Claira pulled her long hair out from the pins that held the curls so gingerly in place the night before. A full night of solid sleep had left her once gorgeous hair style ragged and limp. She tried her best to clean her dress but there was nothing that could be done about the many rips down the sleeves. She stepped back into the adjoining room where William still lay. The very uncomfortable position on the chair caused Claira to grin. He had stayed there all night. There was an obvious vain attempt to get cozy, that only resulted in him craning his neck far to the left, while his body stayed forward.

"William" Claira whispered. "Wake up." She let her hand sweep through his messy locks. Her eyes scanned his face. There was such innocence there, she wondered if he ever had an evil thought in his perfect little head. She found herself inching toward his face. Her eyes drawn to his lips, her hand gently pushing back his hair. Suddenly his eyes opened and she stumbled back.

"What. . . Where. . .Claira, are you all right. You look as if you've seen a ghost." William jumped to his feet, taking his hands in hers. She pulled them free, only growing more envious of how clueless he really was.

"Fine, I'm fine. . ." She mumbled pulling on her hands in nervous habit. William knew she was lying. It wouldn't have been so obvious if he hadn't known her habits so well.

"What would you like to do today?" He asked. He had clearly forgot that Rebecca and her evil tactics lurked right outside those large wooden doors. "I am perfectly happy resting in here. We need to think of some sort of plan don't we?" "I don't think there is anything that can be done Claira. I have to marry Rebecca." "you can't!"

Claira covered her mouth with her hand. She had said that last sentence much louder than she intended. Her passion had taken over and something inside of her just snapped. William, never hearing Claira's voice over anything than a gentle tone stood dumbfounded. "I'm sorry." She whispered. Her eyes were large and teary. William walked over and scooped her in a warm hug. She was trembling in his arms. Everything was surrounding her. Even the sanctity of William's hug seemed to be corroded by the vastly approaching marriage.

"Shhh, everything will be all right." William's warm breath hit her ear.

"no, I don't think it will be."

"yes, it always turns out all right."

"that's only in romance novels. This is not some fantasy William. It's very much real."

Claira pulled away and crossed her arms over her chest. Everything seemed to know that something bad was about to happen.

"You should sit down. I have so much to tell you about your father."

William's reaction to the news of his fathers life wasn't exactly that of a pleased son. He seemed more hurt than anything else. Claira explained to him about his mother, and Rebecca's plot for revenge against his father. She even told of Jonathan's part in the whole charade. William didn't seem in the least bit shocked.

"aren't you even a little taken back." Claira leaned forward. "no, nothing shocks me even more." "and what of your father being alive. Aren't you happy?"

William paused as if going over his thoughts. Finally after what seemed like forever he spoke.

"yes. . ."

"you don't sound so sure"

"I haven't seen him since I was eight. I don't feel like I'm really hearing this."

William stood from his place on the sofa and headed toward the window. His eyes caught the light, showing every tiny speck of blue. He took in a deep breath, surveying the distant sun.

"I feel as if I've betrayed him in some way."

Claira wrapped her arms around his neck. "no" was all she had to say. William took her words and used them as security. He returned the hug. It would be a lie to say it was all for comfort. He wanted to be close to her. She was the only thing in the way. He had no clue how she really felt. He was so scared of being rejected, he didn't dare do anything to risky.

(In the study)

Rose landed on the desk, letting her wings slowly die down. She was exhausted; Rebecca had her moving about all day. Spying on the love birds, nestled softly in their nests upstairs.

"finally, your losing touch Rose." Rebecca growled. She had just entered. "They were hugging." "Blast!" "and William was pulling her close." "yes well he would do that. Stupid man, idiot!" Rebecca fumed.

She pulled her long dark cloak up, letting her feet move freely. Rose stayed quiet, waiting for her next order.

"you are to do nothing. It's all my doing now." "yes" "Be gone gnat. Your presence angers me."

Rose quickly darted out the window leaving behind a faint trail of pixie dust. Rebecca grabbed a nearby book and started leafing through the pages. "yes, this is it." Just as quickly as she entered, she exited. Running toward the basement, where all the darkness lie.

A/N: I know i'm terrible. My computer is broken so i have to proof read myself and i hate that. Also this chapter was just to hold you over... it's mainly just filler... i know stupid. lol I let some friends read it from school and they made me write some more. There should be some more up friday. I'm going over to said friends house and i'll let her help me.. thanks for reading everyone. I love you reviewers so much. The story is only like 3 more chapters after this. Please stay with me... i'm sorry i' haven' been better.. oh yeah and Christine guessed who Eleanor was... i won't be revealing that till the last chapter as well.. -PinkSneakrs