This is a rather short chapter, but please enjoy all the same. I wrote most of this fic while I was at home sick, but I like it nonetheless.

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Goodnight

We ate in silence, I glanced up at him every once in a while, he seemed slightly cold, as if he were waiting to say something sharp and hurtful. When I had finished I rose from my chair and bowed my head slightly. He nodded then led me back to my room, the whole time I felt as though his stinging gaze was on me, though he was in the front.

"Goodnight." I said, turning as I was about to close my door.

"Yes, it will be a good night." He said, I had an odd feeling that there was a hidden meaning behind his airy words. Was he telling me that something was going to happen, or warning against me making anything happening? I locked the door and approached the large bed, snuggling into its soft covers once again, trying to calm myself and forget about my apprehensions. Once I was settled the flames dimmed, only emitting a soft blue glow. Gazing at the ceiling, I watched as my thoughts drifted in and out of my mind. I soon came across the memory of spotting the purple flower. Immediately my heartbeat sky rocketed, my curiosity raging. He had told me to stay in my room, but I wanted to see the flower again so badly. At last I couldn't stand it any longer, I got up from my bed and opened the door, slipping out into the dark halls, with only dim blue light to guide me. I found the narrows passage again and cautiously slipped through it and into the room that held the purple flower. My bare feet made no sound as I slowly edged across the marble tile, when I reached the flower I touched the glass softly. Then my heart sunk as a flower petal fell, floating sadly to the floor. The flower had no vase or pot, it was just floating there, a soft pink glow emanating around it. It almost seemed to hypnotize me, I couldn't take my eyes off of it's beauty. A soft voice woke me from my mental sleep and I spun around, I was getting tired of thing startling me.

"It's dying." I turned to see the girl from earlier standing a ways off, holding a candle with blue flame.

"Why is it dying?"

"Can you save it?"She didn't answer my question.

"How can I save it if I don't know why it's dying?"

"You have to trust your heart." She said everything so bluntly, as if it was so simple, so clear, but it wasn't. Not to me. I turned away from her to gstare at the flower, leaning my face closer to the glass. I heard a faint gasp from behind and the sound of someone struggling. Quickly turning I realized that Lune had come into the room. A dark expression loomed on his face as he held the girl by her neck. Glaring, he dropping the girl, and advanced towards me. I drew back, edging away from the flower. His movements were swift, and before I knew it, I was flung against the wall. Pain, the familiar sting, I almost missed it, the feeling reminded me of battling beside my friends.

"I told you not to wander out of your room!" He yelled, his voice deep with rage. Lune stood above my cowering body and growled deep in his throat. He then scoffed.

"Ugh, Mandolin, take him back to his room immediately! And lock the doors!" He then rushed off to a door opposite me and slammed it behind him. The girl, Mandolin, led me sadly to my room.

"Don't think badly of Lord Lune, he doesn't mean it. He really is a good man."

"I'm sure he is." I jeered as she closed the door and left, the pain was searing in my side. I cried out as it shot up my chest and made me collapse onto the bed, tears streaming down my cheeks. How could I be so stupid? Soon my sobbing began to die down, and I heard my door creak open. I quickly closed my eyes, not wanting to be caught awake. Soft footsteps echoed through the room, nearing my bed. Then the bed shifted and I felt the covers move. Was he getting in bed with me? I remained still, scared and curious as to what he would do next. To my utter surprise, he edged closer and wrapped an arm around my waist, bringing my body close to his.

"I'm so sorry...I shouldn't have hurt you." His voice was still silky, but it had a certain honesty to it, I remained still. He caressed the parts of me that hurt, whispering words of an inaudible languages in my ear. They lulled me and made me smiled dumbly, the pain began to go away. As soon as the pain was completely gone he removed his hands and got up from the bed.

"Good night Sora."

"Good...night...Lune." I said softly, on the verge of sleep, his name was like hot cider on my tongue, I wanted to taste more, but I was tired. After I heard the heavy door close I drifted into a peaceful slumber.

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