A/N: Sniff No more reviews…that's okay though. I was talking to my friend, and she reminded me that a lot of people read and don't review. She said she knows she doesn't. So I'm going to finish in spite. Plus I like writing this. One more thing, I'm doing this chapter on my aunt's computer, and it has she has a weird screen resolution, so if there are any font errors, or something like that, I apologize. On to chapter 3!

Chapter 3 Vomit

The boat was picking up speed. Kaileena noticed this the next morning when she awoke. She didn't even have to look outside to become aware of this, the fact that she almost slipped in a much more awkward way when she got out of bed was a clear signal to her. Kaileena could've cried when she discovered this though. Every second that passed to her getting closer to her father was like a new cut being pierced into her skin. She hated him. Kaileena never met anyone outside of her siblings, and her mother who died when she was young. So she was unsure of most emotions she felt. But hate, this one she was absolutely sure off. No one could've convinced her otherwise.

Inside the deck cabin the Prince was still sleeping soundly. Well, not soundly, his snoring was something that had awoken Kaileena many times. But nevertheless, he was comfortable. Which was much more than Kaileena could say for herself. She slowly walked in and grabbed the bucket that she used to bathe. Tiptoeing as she proceeded, she silently walked out on deck, refilled the bucket with fresh water, and then washed up. She was ashamed in the fact that she didn't want to the Prince to wake up and see her. A man seeing her naked reminded her of the events with her father, in fact, anything in sexual premise at this very moment could induce vomiting. Suddenly her night of love with the Prince made her stomach lurch.

The Prince was barely awake, but awake nonetheless. The whole night he had done nothing but doze off every so often, only to wake right up. His mind had been clouded from too many thoughts. First of which were what he would have to deal with at the Grand Continent of Time. Kaileena didn't mention it. But the Prince was a human, the kind that was probably not expected to be on the Grand Continent of Time. Since they were not expected, they possibly weren't welcome. But Kaileena had no worries about it. So maybe he shouldn't. But then again, why was Kaileena being called back to the continent in the first place?

Next was a memory. Now that it was reoccurring in his mind, and after hearing about Kaileena's incidents with her father, it was suddenly making sense. It was a long time ago, when the Prince was just eleven years old. In fact, it was the night of his birthday. His father and his brother's believed that a birthday, especially of a male member in the family, was to be greatly celebrated. So in his name his father threw a festival, which consisted of a large feast, great music, gifts from neighboring countries and the local peasants, as well as a song and dance sang by his father's wives, and the female servants. The lead singer was his mother. But the last part of the ceremony. The Prince was not allowed to partake in. He was sent to bed. But as he grew up, and had more birthdays, and was starting to become a man. He knew this last part. His father would put all of his sons in one room, the room wasn't very luxurious compared to the other rooms of the palace. But it had several comfortable couches of different colors, structures, and textures. The boys would get comfortable on these couches, and then—they would enter. They were beautiful, one for each of the sons. They would come in bare, showing off their blessings. They were in short, prostitutes, some were servants. But most were the former. They would enter, and the boys would have their way with them. This part the Prince, as ashamed as he is now to admit it, was his favorite part of the festivals. He looked forward to it each time his brothers or him had a birthday.

But this particular memory, the Prince was young and underdeveloped, therefore not allowed to partake in this segment of the celebration, even if it was his birthday. But he remembered laying in his bed, which oddly enough was in the room right next to this particular room. And he could hear sounds, moaning, groaning, and panting of all sorts. At the time he didn't understand why, and he never gave it a second thought. But now…now he understood perfectly why he heard those sounds. Though, there was one more thing that he remembered about that night. After a few long gasps by most of the people in the room, a lot of his brothers and their respective partners left. Except one. His oldest brother had stayed in the room. And he heard him talking to the girl.

"Let me leave." He heard her say. "I've kept up with you long enough, my body is sore and I really can't do this anymore."

"No." The Prince's brother had a deep, very distinctive voice. "I'm not finished yet. Keep going."

"But your brother's have…"

"I said keep going!"

With this the Prince heard a slap, a cry from the girl. And he feel asleep soon after. The Prince never truly understood what happened. But being older, and hearing what happened to Kaileena. It was obvious. And he too almost regurgitated when thinking of what his brother had done that night. So much evil and sickness in this world, and now he had discovered that one of his brothers had caused a decimal part of it. The whole affair was disgusting and sinful, why he enjoyed it he never knew. Human pleasures are common, and are tolerable if shared between two who love each other. But to force that pleasure is…just to shameful to speak of.

I'm sorry you had to experience that. He thought to woman his brother had done that to.

I'm sorry I couldn't protect you Kaileena. He thought to the woman who had to endure that kind of torture tenfold, and sadly, by her own flesh and blood.

"Damn…" The Prince muttered to himself.

A/N: This chapter was supposed to be about something entirely different. But I ended up getting so into that that I had to leave it here. Oh well, I'll save it for the next chapter. There should be some action in the next one too, for those you readers who're getting tired of the sobby attitude throughout the story so far. These seem to be short as well when I read over them, maybe I could've added the part to this chapter? I'll try to make them longer, I'm learning. And please review!