A/N: here is chapter 4. hope you like it, and please don't forget to review.

Fire and Ice

The young girl was in the fields, riding her favourite horse Tabitha. The mare was a beautiful roan colour with white stockings and a black mane and tail. Tabitha was the girl's first horse and by the way they interacted, you could see they cared deeply for each other. It was as if they were meant for each other. They would give their lives in a flash to guarantee the safety of the other.

All around them, the long green grass blew gently in the wind. The girl turned her horse back towards the city, surely her father would be worried about her by now, she had been gone all morning and half of the afternoon.

As she rode back towards the royal stables, she heard her name being yelled but dismissed it immediately. It was probably one of her brothers wanting to annoy her again. She took her time getting to the stables and when she did, she refused to get off her horse. When her name was yelled again, she sighed then finally got off her horse and led Tabitha into the stables. Whoever was calling her name sounded louder now and then suddenly Aeneas whipped round the corner and almost slammed into her.

"Aeneas!" she said, frustrated. "What the hell is your problem?" she asked.

"It's Hector!" he yelled back "You have to come quick"

At the mention of something being wrong with Hector, she thrust Tabitha's reins into the hands of the nearest stable lad and then took off towards the palace with Aeneas at her back. Her ice-blue dress whipped itself around her ankles as she ran, her long legs carrying her over the stones on the street quickly. Her long hair, the colour of fire, flew in the air due to the speed she was showing.

She suddenly stopped to catch her breath and Aeneas collided with her.

"What was that for?" he asked, clearly annoyed.

The young girl looked up at him from her position on the ground and cursed.

"Now, now, that is no language for a young princess such as yourself" Aeneas remarked.

"Get screwed" she retorted as Aeneas pulled her up to her feet and helped toe steady her.

"Now come on, we have to-"

She was cut off as Aeneas grabbed her wrist and pulled her in the direction of the palace once again.

"Slow down" she whined but Aeneas just kept dragging her along. As they neared the palace steps, she finally snatched her wrist back and ordered Aeneas to stop. Not wanting to argue with her (as he always lost) he stopped.

"What the hell is wrong with Hector?" she asked.

"Not here" he replied as he took a look around him.

He started for the girl's wrist but she fixed him with a glare that would make anyone re-think their actions.

"Fine" he said, giving into her silent plea. "It's Hector. He's in a coma!"

"H-H-He-Hector" she managed to stutter.

Aeneas just nodded in reply. She raced up the steps and burst into Hector's room. Nothing could prepare her for what she saw before her.

haha sorry for the short chapter and sorry I didnt tell who the girl was, you will have to figure it out for yourself lol and ideas for the next chapter are most welcome 