Nadine was helping Blaire lug Julius, still sleeping, through the back hanger. Sakes the boy could sleep! Taven was leading the way.

"If we go through here, we'll get into the kitchen and then from there we can put him into the dining hall at the dynasty table," he instructed.

Blaire had hardly said a word through their trip. She had no words, but deep down she was unhappy that Julius was returning to his kind. Would he even remember them? Why was she worrying about him when it was her neck on the line?

The back parts of the kitchen were vacant and no one was around. Suddenly, with all her thinking, Blaire lost her concentration and Julius's ankles slipped from her hands.

His eyes opened and he saw Blaire with a horror stricken face.

"Blaire?" he asked sleepily, not quite sure if still in a dream.

"He's awake?" Nadine asked surprised and dropped his arms. He fell and his head knocked heavily against a stone table.

"Julius!" Blaire cried and kneeled beside him, propping his head back.

Nadine stood away and went to Taven. "What do we do now?"

"We got to keep going," Taven announced and started dragging Julius.

"He's hurt!" Blaire objected.

"He's like a cockroach," Taven replied and continued pulling.

The dinner trumpets blasted, meaning that food was ready. All fairies in the lobbies piled into the dining hall.

They drug him into a now empty lobby and set him on a soft lounge chair.

"Julius," Blaire whispered and shook his shoulder to get him to wake up.

He moaned and slowly opened his eyes, his head hurt and he didn't know where he was.

"Thank sakes your alive!" Blaire was overcome by emotion and embraced him.

"Hm?" he frowned and pushed her off. He could see more clearer and there was Taven Argalos, some other fairiette and looking fondly at him, Blaire Rye!

"Get off me!" Julius shouted.

"Sorry," she apologized, what had come over her?

"What, where am I?" he said resuming his original mind of being.

"The palace kitchens," Taven answered with his arms crossed.

Julius took a moment to think, everything in his memory was a blur. Then he remembered freeing Blaire and then falling in love with her...but she, she had lied to him.

"Are you okay?" Blaire asked setting her hand on his shoulder.

"Why would you care?" he growled to her surprise.

She thought. Why was she so reluctant to bring him back? What was it that made her smile whenever she saw his face? "Because...I love you," she said quietly.

Julius stared at her like she was crazy!

He laughed in her face, "You love me? How absurd, if you love me then why did lie to me and tell me not who I really was? Don't deny it; I remember it. You do not love me, a creature like you is incapable of love," Julius found his voice of authority again.

Some guards ran in at the sound of his voice.

"Your majesty!" they bowed in relief at the sight of him again.

Tears were swelling up in her eyes, he had gained his memory back and was now the haughty, selfish Royal prince again.

"I didn't want you to remember how cruel and selfish you were," Blaire spoke quietly as tears rolled down her face.

Julius looked at her in disgust, "Take her away."

"No!" Blaire screamed as the guards surrounded and held her arms behind her to drag her away. "Julius Rovan! You would never admit that you were kind and good when you didn't know who you were and that was the reason I fell in love you!" She screamed as she was dragged away.

Julius turned away from her cries and headed for the washrooms, he smelled terrible. Then he'd get to the dining hall.

"Dude, that was harsh," Taven said while holding the other fairiette who was crying herself. Julius had made Blaire Rye cry.

"Shut-up Argalos, you know that we could have never been together anyway," Julius whispered bitterly. He had made Blaire Rye cry.

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Dinner had started. Dakota was greatly enjoying the entree. The food at the palace was delicious. Shylie was sitting to the right of him and after that the king and queen. He had never dreamed he'd be so close into the palace with the Royals.

The king tapped his glass so let the others know that he wanted to talk.

Everyone quieted and looked at him expectantly.

"Everyone, tonight is a special night. As you all know my daughter Shylie will soon be your leader and...we think tonight is soon enough," the king spoke.

Shylie's mouth of food dropped open in astonishment. 3,000 years and now they were handing her the crown?

Everyone whistled and cheered. The room roared with applause. Dakota was very glad for Shylie. She stood as her mother placed the olive leaved tiara on her bleach blonde hair.

She hugged both her parents and now it was her turn to speak. She'd always dreamed of this day and now...it was upon her.

The hall quieted for her announcement.

"Fellow fairies and fairiettes, I'm joyful that I have become your leader so quickly. At the same time, I am troubled," everyone looked at her, waiting for what she would say next. "As you all know, since the dawn of our kind, we have been split. There's us, Dynasty Royals like mother, father, my brother..." she said and Julius appeared for a brief second, just out side the doors and entered the room. "My BROTHER?" Before anyone could look, Dakota threw a temporary invisible cloaking spell onto Julius. He wanted to know where Shylie was going with her speech.

Shylie blinked, and Julius was gone. She took a deep breath, she was unsure of what she was doing but Dakota had inspired it.

"Then there are regular Royals, then Underlasses and it has been that way forever." she said and glanced at Dakota, he was staring at her intensely.

"And then...then there is Dakota," she said and he jumped a bit startled at her remark. She grabbed his hand and he stood.

Mumblings went on in the court, 'Who's the sakes is Dakota?'

"Yes princess?" he asked with sparkling gray eyes.

"Dakota is a great...great friend of mine who has gone through a lot of pain but still remains cheerful and optimistic. I don't care what social line he is on...because I love him," Then without warning she threw her arms around him and kissed him in front of the entire court. There were gasps and 'awwws'. He drew his head away and mouthed 'sexy' she smiled and nodded at him with adoration. Then dropped the bomb..."Even if he is an Underclass."

A shock wave froze all. The new ruler, princess Shylie had just stuck her tongue down an Underclasses throat!

Julius was amazed that his sister had just said something like that. He'd expect others to be welcoming him back but no one looked in his direction. Shouts of outrage and confusion came from the court. Had their princess gone crazy?

Royal guards immediately seized Dakota, and forced his arms behind his back. Her parents looked at her disappointedly but she knew what she was trying to do was right.

"LISTEN TO ME!" She roared and the room darkened with her anger. Everyone quieted. Even she was surprised at her power. The guards loosened their grip on Dakota to listen.

"A countless number of you have beaten, tortured and even killed the Underclasses. We are ALL fairies, ALL of us are the same kind. And somehow...you believe you have a certain right over them. Well not anymore. Dakota, for one, has suffered pain from us 'Royals' but not anymore. I hereby ban the 'Royal' and 'Underclass' titles and we now are all equal in each other's eyes, we are the Earthen fair folk. If you disagree, that's your right but there a select few of us and millions of them so, the Dynasty will not help you if you start something with them this time, oh no. You try to have a war against them, they will by far out-number you. So I suggest you suck it up and deal with this. It's our turn suffer, and let's pray that they will forgive us for what we have done. That is all. " she said darkly and angrily to the Royal court.

There was silence. She stepped off her throne and began to leave.

"Shylie, what just happened?" Dakota asked running into her way.

"I've made it better," she stood her ground defiantly.

"They will wage war against us! We will suffer far more than we already have, don't you see?" He asked with astonishment.

"I do not know suffering, I never have but I soon will. I'm making a sacrifice, that is more than any ruler has ever done. Do not take my pride away," Shylie said, looking up at him with misty blue eyes.

"Sakes Shylie," Dakota took her in his arms and hugged her.

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Julius was walking up to his parents when the invisible cloaking spell wore off.

"JULIUS?" His mother's voice rang out over the angry shouts of the court.

They all turned to see.

He ran to his mother and she practically squished him with a tight embrace.

"Oh darling, I thought you were gone!" she started wailing.

"Do you know where Blaire Rye is?" his father asked at once.

He knew that Oberon had wanted Blaire Rye imprisoned for eternity, but he had put her there himself. She was unique and...no longer an Underclass? All thanks to his sister! He'd never agreed with Shylie better.

Julius ignored his father's question and turned to address the court, "Fairies! I would like to say that my sister's decision is good. We may not like it, but think of all the beings that are now free of misery. Look within your hearts and realize that this is what should have been done long ago."

The court mumbled in a lighter debate at this. If both Royal Dynasty members thought it right, was it?

"She has bewitched you..." His father declared quietly. Titania went into all sorts of tears.

"No, she saved me. When my coronet is gone, I'm an Underclass, or so this guard thought. He threw a javelin at me..." Julius explained and his mother stared at him in shock.

"They threw a JAVELIN at you!" she cried again.

"And I would have been dead, except...Blaire...she took the blow for me. She actually risked her life for the same kind she hates and that is not vicious."

"So she is dead?" his father asked with a satisfied grin. He wouldn't imagine Blaire to be her own undoing. Julius looked at his father with disgust.

"No, she is alive and just so you know, she didn't escape and kidnap me. I helped her escape to prove something...that can't be proven," Julius sighed. His mother stared at him in shock again.

"And what is that?" Oberon asked dangerously low and angry.

"That we are really all heartless beasts, even I am because I fell in love with her but I threw her in the dungeon as soon as I realized we couldn't be together. You must be happy at that, father. I did your dirty work for you and now, well she's exactly where you want her," Julius growled and threw a vase that shattered onto the stone wall. Everyone stared at him in awe as he descended the throne and walked angrily back down the aisle.

He didn't realize until just then when he said so, he did love Blaire and the way he had just blown her off caused him all kinds of hurt. She would never forgive him.

"Agh!" he felt his throat tighten in pain and tears swelled up in his Royal blue eyes. He held his stomach as it lurched in pain and twisted into a million knots.

He saw his father marching the way he had come, in the direction of the dungeons. Yeah, Oberon would be joyful that her heart was broken. She wouldn't fight anymore, not after what Julius had done to her.

He ran to the secondary hall that lead to the same place, he had to apologize to Blaire before Oberon tore her spirit apart.

The dungeons were silent and murky. He stepped lightly down the stairs, and into the dankness.

He went to the lowest level, certain that's where she'd be. He looked through all the cells and came across her figure, slumped in the corner with her head in her knees, her hands covering her legs.

As he took a step, she gasped and looked up. A stray tear dripped off her nose.

Her mint green eyes stared at him with hurt but then they changed and she had masked them.

"What do you want?" she snarled in a low, defensive voice.

"Sakes, Blaire I realize that what I did was selfish and wrong. I apologize, but why do you love me?" he asked.

She looked taken aback. Then threw her head back and laughed. "Me? Love you! The Prince, a 'Royal' the same kind of fairies I despise with all my heart? Wherever did you get that idea?" she stood shakily and strode towards him, without directly looking at him.

"What? You said so yourself..." Julius spoke alarmed.

"How d'ya think I got out that night you caught me, Julius?" she turned toward him with a sly, sexy smile. She was leaning on the bunk with one arm and her waist was curved towards him almost seductively.

He thought, 'She charms the mind...' was what the guard said. He looked at her suddenly frowning with betraying hurt.

"You tricked me into thinking you liked me?" he asked to confirm what she was implying.

She didn't directly answer; she smiled wickedly at him and tapped his nose through the bars. "Poor Julius, don't be too angry." She cooed mockingly. Then turned away and walked back to the far wall.

Julius stared hard at the ground trying to collect his angry thoughts, "Then why did you jump in front of the Javelin?" he demanded.

She turned around with a flaming face and glared at him, "Why didn't you leave me to bleed to death?"

"The same reason I cuffed the guard in the face. I was falling in love with you Blaire! No one has the right to touch you like that!" he said and shoved the key into the lock without her noticing.

She tried glaring at him but he saw her eyes glisten with tears instead, "You must think you somehow have the right then."

"I never touched you!" Julius replied with wild eyes.

"You think that even if I took you to safety after you fell off the bird, after I helped you, after I jumped in front of the javelin, and after I was going to return you to your family, you think that you wouldn't..."she stopped and turned her back to him.

He looked at her for a long moment, "You think that I wouldn't what?"

She faced him again and came closer, "You'd think..." tears fell out of her eyes while she spoke, " that you wouldn't touch my heart and then break it so fast.…who…w-w- would have thought that it was… cap-capable?" He slid open the door and caught her as she collapsed in tears.

"Blaire, I'm not lying when I say I love you," he said and held her close.

"You can't love me. I can't love you because we are from different worlds," she cried and shook in frustration.

He lifted her face from his shoulder so she had to look at him. There was nothing 'vicious' about her. He noticed her tattoo even translated to 'breaking sky'. And that was exactly what was happening. Maybe on the outside she was masked as a villain but now she was just as vulnerable as everyone. She stared expectantly into his eyes, his head slowly moved down and he kissed her passionately. Her arms came around his neck like irons. They could have made out right there. But…

"Julius Rovan! What are you doing?" cried his mother's voice.

They stopped embracing and whirled around to see his parents, followed by Shylie and...another dude.

"Don't touch her, she is poison!" Oberon shouted and pointed at them. "Guards, seize her!"

"What for!" Julius cried.

"She is sentenced to banishment," he replied smugly.

Blaire's mouth hung open with shock. Being banished was almost as good as being dead.

"Says who?" Julius demanded.

"Says me,"

"You're not the ruler anymore father," he snapped.

"How dare you speak to me that way!" The former-king bellowed.

"He's right father," Shylie stepped in.

"You are not my daughter anymore," the king obstinately spoke. The guards advanced towards Blaire and grabbed her, trying to drag her away.

"Release her!" Julius demanded and tugged her back towards him.

"Bring her to me," Oberon counter-demanded.

"Father stop!" Shylie demanded herself, seeing her brother's pain.

"I revoke your leadership!" The king shouted behind her.

Dakota couldn't stand anymore of it. "¶åßå£∑∑§∑ ͵†∑££∑ç†Ωå !" he spoke and his voice vibrated of the close stone walls many times giving his words and spell an extra chilling presence.

Everyone stood still, looking at him without a thought in their brains. He stood in front of the king. "You will realize that your son loves this girl and accept it, ALSO let Shylie become leader again." he moved to the guards "You will release this girl and continue with your regular assignments." To the queen he spoke "You will stop being overprotective of your grown children." He shook his head pathetically at her. Then he went to Shylie, "You will always crave my sexy, sexy, body."

"åΩ†ç∑££∑†µÍ ∑§∑∑£åßå¶!" he spoke and they came to life again.

The guards dropped Blaire and she fell into Julius's arms.

"Are you alright?" Julius asked concerned, wiping away a stray tendril of red in her face. Blaire nodded.

The queen stood impatiently with her arms crossed, "Let's go Oberon!"

The king arched his back in fear and nodded, and turned to leave.

"So what are you going to do then father?" Julius asked, puzzled.

"Nothing, keep the wench if you want. Shylie has made sure we can't convict her kind anymore," Oberon growled and left with the guards following.

"What did he mean by that?" Blaire asked wiping a leftover tear from her eye.

"It means there's no such thing as Underclasses and Royals anymore," Dakota explained because Shylie was looking at him most hungrily.

"How did that come to be?" Blaire wondered,

"I...somehow she fell in love with me and I was an Underclass so now...she's made it so she can be my lover without getting made fun of," Dakota further explained.

"I know where I want to be with you right now," Shylie mumbled to herself and approached Dakota.

He flashed a bright smile at her and picked her up so she was riding his shoulders.

Julius helped Blaire up and kissed her again. It was sweet. Everything seemed right in the world.