Ralph sat down on the alter listening to Burrough's laughs as they left his room. 'What did he want with Jemima?' He wondered.
After Burroughs left, Ralph went to the door, Sledgehammer wasn't there, so he opened it and hid behind a knight, waiting on Sledgehammer to come back, just to knock him out. Sledgehammer never did so he went to his sisters room, he could hear her singing a song. He knew that song. It was a song about hope.
"Jemima?" She gasped than when she realized who it was she jumpped on him hugging him crazilly. She got down. She was wearing this long pink dress. Deffinately not her color. "They told me you were dead, that they had killed you." "...They will if I get caught, come on, we're getting out of here." "No." "What?"
Jemima backed away from him. "I finally have a life now Ralph. I am the Queen of England, not some torturer." "But you like to torturer...It was out thing." "Not anymore...Ralph...Leave by yourself if youmust but I am not." She said down her bed and crossed her arms.
He kneeled in front of her. "Sister please." He begged. "No." Ralph looked up at her. "Please? For me. You brother?" "You were my brother...I don't know who you are anymore. I thought you wanted me to be happy, but I guess you only wanted my entity to yourself!"
Ralph was confused again. "Entity?" "Yes, me and you have entities in us. Burroughs wants my entity in our son, he wants to save me, there's no saving you." Ralph looked down again. "...Fine." He stood and went to the door stopping just to look back at her. He said.
"...Didn't we always promise eachother...That we would always be together?"