"Out! Out of this room, this instant!" A guard rose from the bed, rushing out the door while trying to put his pants on at the same time. Emille sat up, clutching the covers to her chest. Miranda stepped in before I closed the door.

"What in the name of Soa were you doing!"

"Albert, please don't play dumb with---"

"Why does everyone say I'm playing dumb! It was a damned rhetorical question, I know damned well what you were doing!"

"Then why ask?"

"Because I want you to realize what you've done."

"I've…had an affair?"

"Must I remind you?"

"Pardon?" My blood was still boiling, but my brain was controlling every other part of my body. One could see why I was going to smile after I show Emille a certain something…

I grab a book from my nearby shelf, and open it to a memorized page. I hand it to Emille, who looks at it quizzically, then looks at me stupidly.

"Read page three hundred forty nine, section six, passage nineteen." She scanned it.

"Out loud, please."

"Serdian law dictates a strict policy within the royal lines. Affairs are not tolerated, and will be punishable by death---" her eyes widened, and I enjoyed the look, but told her to continue.

"---However, if both parties are conducting an affair of any sorts, the one that took part in sexual conduct first is at fault, and must leave the premises with no alimony or compensation for the his or her wrongdoings. But, the other party, who if or was in an affair at the same time, must be punished by house arrest. The second party must stay inside his or her dwelling for three weeks, regardless of any emergency or reason to leave. The second party's affair may stay with him or her during the punishment…" Her eyes widened again, and this time, I thoroughly enjoyed it, because she knew what was going to happen to her.

"Well Emille, would you like me to get Bardle and have both of us help you pack? Perhaps Miranda could help also?" Her eyes narrow, then return to normal. She smiles.

"How do I know you and the witch didn't do anything before I did?"

"I was waiting for you to say that. Listen carefully, because I'm only going to prove you wrong once…"

"I'm listening…"

"If you recall, you were out on your morning walk when I woke up."

"Yes…"

"Then, while you were still out, Miranda arrived at the castle, telling me you looked somewhat ruffled."

"Okay…"

"Then you came back, and I noticed dirt on your rear."

"I told you I was rolling in the grass."

"Then why was their not a single grass stain?"

"Uh, about that, it was just---"

"And more to that, if you were still about the castle, like your normal walks are, then you would have grass stains, since Bardle takes care of the lawn daily. That tells me you weren't even on the premises."

"Are you done yet?"

"Quite." She looks around, and huffs, blowing her tussled hair back o top of her head. She turns back to me, giving me puppy eyes. She then glares at Miranda, piercing her with poison eyes.

"Well? Would you like help packing?"

"Are you really serious?"

"I am."

"Dammit! Ugh…Fine, get me some damned help, but not a word to anyone. Agreed?"

"Agreed."

"No, wait. I want the witch to say it also." I look at Miranda. Her face is reddening.

"I agree." She says through gritted teeth.

"Good. I'll go get Bardle." I step outside, and pull on a small cable. A bell in the distance rings, and before I can even lean against the wall to wait, Bardle is at my side.

"You rang, sir?"

"I have a favor to ask of you Bardle."

"Anything sir, just name it."

"Firstly, speak of this to no one. Not a soul."

"Absolutely no one sir. Got it."

"Secondly, help us pack Emille's things."

"Are you serious, sir?" He stares at me, his eyes widened to the size of dinner plates.

"Indeed."

"Oh, goody sir! It's about time that promiscuous women got the boot!"

"Promiscuous---? You knew?"

"I'm sorry sir, but she made me promise not to tell anyone! She said she would get rid of the bird nest in the tree out front…" I laugh briefly, in spite of his punishing stare.

"Okay, Bardle, it's fine. All to save the animals…"

"That's right sir. Can I kick her out yet?"

"After we get the stuff packed. Then you can kick her out the door."

"The back door? Please sir, she doesn't deserve to walk out of the castle with dignity. Please let me kick her out the backdoor."

"Alright, alright, you can kick her out however you want when we're done!"

"Joy! I'll start right away!" He opens the door, and rushes in. I hear an argument, followed by name calling.

"Bardle, you filthy servant, what are you doing!"

"Out of his majesty's bed, this instant! Out!"

"How dare you! I own you, you're nothing but---"

"Not any more, madam, not any more! You're a murderous animal killer!"

"I didn't even do what Isaid---"

"You thought it! That's quite enough, now out!" A moment later, she's pushed out the door, next to me, still wrapped up in the sheets.

"Hi."

"Screw you." I step in, leaving Emille outside the bedroom, and begin to help Bardle. Miranda is raiding the drawers, obviously enjoying her current task. I look at Bardle, who smiles and hums to himself while stripping her closet of clothing. Then I notice a gleam on the desk. I step closer, and see that it's her wedding ring.

"I'll take that!" Miranda grabs the ring, and stuffs it in her pocket.

"What are you---?"

"Just wait. I'll give it back to her."
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Still inside my room, Miranda and I eagerly watch the window, waiting for Bardle to push her out the door. My arm is around Miranda's waist, and she's leaning into me. I remember her rosy smell, and sniff the air. It's still there.

"There he is!" Miranda points and I see what she's pointing at. Bardle, still being yelled at, is trying his best to push her out. She trips over a step as Bardle pushes, and exposes a perfect spot on her butt. Bardle takes aim, and swings his foot.

"Ouch! You little bastard, I ought to kill you!"

"Good bye, you calculating bird-killer!"

"Still on that! I didn't---!" He closed the door on her, shaking that whole section of the castle. She threw her hands down at her sides and stamped her feet. She was having a temper tantrum.

"Perfect." Miranda smirked, and opened the window. She grabbed the ring from her pocket, and flung it out the window. The ring rockets towards Emille, and beans her right in the forehead.

"Ow! Ow! Ow! What the hell---!" She bends down, picking up the ring that had just smacked her. She looked up at the window. Miranda and I waved.

"Bitch! Bastard!" She screams at us, but most of it is lost and carried away on the windy air.

"Miranda, need more ammo?" I pry my own ring from my finger, and give it to Miranda. She throws it into the air, catches it, then chucks it out the window. It smacks right into Emille's rear as she's walking away.

"Godammit! Stupid witch!"

"Love you Emille! I hope you live happily ever after!"

"Shut up, you damned witch! You'll never forget me! I'll haunt you both until---"

"I already have forgotten you! Al has too! Right Al?" I smile, and crane my neck out the window. I spot Emille, still shooting posion daggers with her eyes.

"Who are you! C'mon now, off the premises, please!"

"I hate you!"

"Love you!" She pouts again, turns, and runs off. She trips over her dress as she runs, and gets up to dust herself off. She looks back one more time.

"Witch, you won't enjoy him! You need a magnifying glass!" At this, I become…angry, to say the least.

"Liar!" And with those last words, I shut the window. I turn only to see Miranda staring at me.

"A little self-conscious, aren't we?"

"Oh, shush. I'm already stuck in this castle for three weeks, I don't need you making fun of my insecurities."

"Well, the bed is already soiled because of the brat…" Miranda whips back the sheets, grimacing as she does.

"Yuck…"

"We'll just have them cleaned…"

"There's always the washroom…" She waits at the doorway into the washroom, and beckons me closer.

"But it's tile, it's so cold…"

"Shut up." She grabs me by my cape, and pulls me in, slamming the door and locking it behind us.

This is going to be the best three weeks of my life.
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FIN. Yay. Didn't turn out quite as good as Ihad hoped, butI suppose you people like it. And sorry Golden, no more Meru or Rose...well, i could do an epilouge and have more Meru I guess...