A/N: Okay, well here's chapter 2. Sorry for the wait. What's odd is that I was actually typing the story at school and was planning on uploading it. But I then ended up getting out before I uploaded it. Stupid me, huh? Well anyway, here it is.

Chapter 2 Explanation

The Prince merely stared at the pale woman as she muttered the words "I will, but for now we must direct the boat east." How dare she make a command without explaining the entire situation to him? Who did she think she was? The Prince wasn't sure why, but that little comment irritated him beyond all reason. Which triggered his sudden outburst.

"What the hell? Direct the boat east! Kaileena, tell me what's going on before you decide to give orders!" The Prince's tone didn't exemplify anger more so than it was cynical.

Kaileena remained unaltered by the Prince's words. Instead she merely repeated "we must direct the boat east." With that she left the Prince' presence and entered the deck cabin.

The Prince watched her as she left, a bit interested by her plump backside, but mostly agitated. She had left without given permission. The Prince was not used to this. In his life, people outside of his family only could speak to him when they were given permission, as such they were only able to leave when they were excused. For her to exit without his consent was a sign of great disrespectfulness. But—after recollection of recent events—he discovered that small things like that insignificant. And almost pointless to fret over.

He didn't know why. Maybe it was because of the love that he had begun to share with this woman. Or the trust that had formed between them. But for some reason he hoisted himself to the top of the deck cabin and readjusted the sails. His brain told him that this was the dumbest thing to do in the world, but his heart told him otherwise. He felt he had a strong bond with Kaileena, for the love shared between him and she was equal to that of the love he had shared with Farah. But, he had yet to make love with Kaileena when he had felt this love. With Farah, their night of passion just sealed the deal.

Why did he love this woman so much? Why did he trust her so much? When he first met her his interest in her was merely lustful. Being human, and being a man, he envisioned himself with her, whether it was in bed or in more commonplace terms. He had also held her best interest in heart as well. That was why he had asked her to return with him. But soon, his interest in her transferred from sexual lust, to bloodlust. He could think of nothing but to kill her. To annihilate her, for in his mind she stood for every evil thing imaginable. But he soon found out that she was just as trapped and frightened as he was, and that moved him to fight the real enemy. The Dahaka. But even in that little amount of time, between his murder of the Dahaka, the building of the boat, and to this time. He had developed a love for her unrivaled by any force in this world. He hadn't been one to believe in love at first sight, fate decided all things. Yet, he had overcome his fate. And his triumph of his own future had led him to this woman. And as much as he was confused to say so, he trusted this woman.

"The wind's blowing south right now." The Prince said as he reentered, "so it may be awhile before we reach our destination."

Kaileena layed unclothed in the bed. She wasn't even facing him. The Prince wasn't intrigued by her nakedness. In fact, quite the contrary, he was worried. Kaileena was a sultry woman, but she had boundaries. To lay bare in a bed was random for her.

"Kaileena…what bothers you so?" He asked, softly rubbing her arm as he spoke. It wasn't pleasing to Kaileena, his hands were hard and cracked in the palms. But she didn't show that she was uncomfortable. He merely wanted to comfort her, and she wanted him to feel as if he was.

"I apologize for being so melancholy, Prince. But I am sad because I do not want to return to this place. It holds…bad memories for me."

He stopped rubbing her arms and slightly nodded his head.

"What is 'this place'?" He questioned.

"I told you. The Grand Continent of Time."

He sighed deeply and stood to remove his armored vest.

"Please Kaileena." He pleaded. "If you explain things to me in bits and pieces then I will remain confused. Tell me everything. Leave nothing to the imagination. I want to know where we are going."

She sat up, covering herself with the sheet. Its soft cotton was soothing. Kaileena used her fingertips to push her hair behind and ears.

"There are more emperors of time than I." She said.

The Prince was removing his trousers when this caught his attention. He quickly let them fall to the ground as she refocused his attention.

"There are technically three empresses and two emperors. Each of us governs our own area. The cold north of the pale humans are governed by an emperor. The equally cold uninhabited south is ruled by an emperor. The west full of the white humans with their strangle weapons are ruled by an empress. The east with the humans of slanted eyes and clever tools are governed by an empress."

"Where does the leave you?" The Prince asked as he got into bed with her.

"That leaves me at the Central Land Area. The dry area of the tan-skinned humans, and the dark ones further south. We emperors and empresses choose how we govern our respective areas. That is why one side of the earth could be cold while the other hot. We each live in a secret temple somewhere in the area. I chose to place mine on an undiscovered island, but others have chosen hidden mountains, or forests."

"I see, that is very odd." The Prince said, he was slowly taking everything in. "But what is the Grand Continent of Time?"

Kaileena cringed at the name. "You see, the other emperors and I are all half siblings. Each with a different mother. We are also half human because of this. Our father rules us, and he sleeps with human women very frequently. Most times he entices them by transforming into a very handsome human male. But many times, he has no choice but to rape them. When they are raped, and they become with child, he punishes them by taking the child and then training the child to become the next emperor of a certain area of time. Our father, is—the God of Time."

"The God of Time?" The Prince's eyebrows lifted. "So…he lives on the Grand Continent of Time right? But, there are but six continents. I've seen no other one."

"It's hidden of course. Only one of godly blood can see it, let alone enter it."

"So, that letter…he has summoned you?"

"Yes. He has summoned all of my siblings, why I don't know, but he has. And I do not want to see that horrible man."

The Prince stroked his fingers through her hair. "I can see why you wish not to see him, being the child of a raping father can be very stressful on a young girl. It probably—"

"No!" Kaileena choked out and tears began to emerge from her eyes. "That is not the reason! The bastard of a god—he…he…he always said I was the prettiest daughter of the prettiest wife he had!" She spat between sobs. "He, I remember when I was just 14 years of age, and I was beginning to blossom. He would come into my room late at night. 'Father, why have you come,' I would ask. And he would always touch my bosom and say 'I want to feel your breasts, I want to be lost inside of you.' At first I was confused at what he meant, but, soon, I began to see. He would touch me, and I can still feel the hideous penetration that would ensue. I would fight, but he was much too strong for me. Then he would make me feel guilty about fighting. Saying that he loved me as his daughter, and that as his daughter I should be happy to make him happy. When he told me that I was to be moved my own temple, I was ecstatic. I wanted to be away from him forever. Now, I have to go see him again. I don't ever want to see him again…"

Tears were streaming down at an alarming rate. Dampening the sheets with heavy masses. The Prince wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. She nuzzled her face into his firm chest.

"I'm so sorry." He said. "I want to make you forget."

He reached to cup her chest, but she tensed up. Of course, she just had remembrances of rape, why would that comfort her? The Prince smiled, this strong woman who had nearly killed him was crying onto him. She was now more fragile than ever, he just held her. That was probably what she needed the most right now.

A/N: That ended up a lot sadder than I wanted. I still like it though. Just to tie up some loose ends. When I say the cold north and south, I'm talking about Antarctica and Russia, and Greenland. West, is North and South America, East is Asia. Central is the Arab Countries, and Africa. Sorry to all the Asians and Blacks out there for referring to you as the "slanted eyed and dark ones." But I was thinking how ignorant they were at that time, and how they would refer to them. To the whites too for calling you the "pale ones." Some may take offense. Plus, this story is getting borderline "M" I want to keep it T, so I need to be careful. And lastly, thank you to everyone who reviewed. I really appreciate them. Okay, I'll shut up now.