Prince Baron ran as fast as his legs could take him down the hallway. He had realized a few seconds ago that he told a certain girl to wait for him under the giant camphor tree, so they could continue their conversation. Even though he wasn't really interested in conversing yesterday, he couldn't leave that girl where he hoped she wasn't at this very moment. He really hoped she wasn't under that tree, and that he was worrying over nothing when she could probably be in one of the guest rooms. But still, he had to check, for fear that she may catch her death of cold in this terrible storm.

The Prince dodged the incoming servants that were bustling and hustling, to and fro, into different rooms of the castle. He really wished he had a freezing power, that way it would make it much easier to reach an exit without having to avoid coming into contact with moving carts and sent crashing down onto the ground.

A few seconds later found the Prince at the side door of the throne room that led out into the Penumbral Gardens. Pulling open the door, he was met with a face full of water as the rain came pouring down like a waterfall. Stumbling back a few feet inside, he wiped his face with a gloved hand and shook the excess water off his body. Some of the servants caught a glimpse of the Prince trying to get outside and made their way towards him. They pleaded with him to not go outside with the weather as bad as it looks right now. Their words, however, did not reach his thought process as he extended his left arm out in front of him. With as much mental energy as he mustered up, he brought his palm out into the pouring rain, but the rain made no contact with the gloved hand that stretched willingly to make its way into the water-filled grounds. Prince Baron took a step out the door and brought his arm above his head. The power that he exerted out of his hand acted as a sort of invisible barrier that shielded him from the pouring onslaught and vicious gusts that threatened to hurt his body and mind.

With protection from the storm, he walked along the flooding cobblestone path that led down to the giant tree. His line of vision began failing him as the rain made it hard to see any farther than his own body. Bringing his right hand up in front of his face, he willed some energy into it until a faint glow of light started emanating from the palm. A few seconds passed and the hand now acted as a sort of lantern, illuminating almost everything within a twelve feet radius until it gently faded into pitch-black space. Even with all the magic he had within him, the Prince would still have to take some medicine once he got back inside because from having his feet wet with all the splashing he did upon the ground. The fact that the Penumbral Gardens would flood so much escaped the Prince's mind. He sighed in irritation as he perceived the fate he would be encountering once he got back into the castle. But for now, he kept his mind focused on thoughts as to whether the girl was truly out here or if he came out into the rain for no particular reason, seeing as he failed to give anyone a reason as to why he would want to come and face a terrible storm like this in the first place.

Two minutes of endless encounters with splashing steps led Prince Baron to his goal. The giant tree was now in view and as he thought, there was not a single drop anywhere within the tree's protective vicinity. Making his way down the steps, the Prince jerked his right hand in front of him and allowed the light to escape him. The glowing orb set out for a higher level and shined brighter than what it originally started out as, illuminating the entire area under the tree. He brought his other hand down and began rotating it to relieve any soreness that remained. Looking around the area, his eyes met with the lone figure that he hoped wouldn't be here. Practically running down the stairs, Prince Baron bounded forth to the front of the figure's curled-up body. He knelt down to meet with her eye level, even though her head was lowered into her arms.

"Oh, what on earth are you doing out here?" he asked, worry etched into his voice. The girl looked up to meet with the eyes of the one whom she was waiting for. Her eyes were red from crying. The sight and state she was in at this moment was almost enough to make Prince Baron break down in front of her. She wiped away a few stray tears from her eyes as she got a better look at him.

"I'm sorry. I was out here waiting for you. I didn't want to leave for fear that you might have walked in and found no one here. I didn't want to stand anybody up, let alone a Prince of our kingdom." she explained, her head retreating back to its former state. Her answer was enough to leave the Prince all wide-eyed in shock.

'She came out, all this way, and remained here under terrible weather, waiting for someone who never showed up until he remembered this ordeal last minute.' he thought in shame. She kept her part of the deal, and he was nowhere to be found. She didn't want to stand up anyone, yet he's the one who did the standing up. Bringing her body towards his, he gently brought both of them to their feet. The Prince wrapped his arms around her body and rested his head upon hers.

"I'm truly sorry for putting you through this. I had sincerely hoped that you would be inside the castle instead of being out here in this terrible weather. If anyone is to be sorry, it should be I." he said, looking into her eyes as he did. Nora was taken aback. Other girls in her position would be taking advantage of the Prince right now if he was apologizing to them. She still didn't feel love for anyone, even if that wasn't the main point at this moment, but she felt confused and mesmerized by his actions. Right now, she just wanted to forget the past few hours. Then, she sneezed; what's worse, she sneezed on the Prince. He jolted his head back as the exhaled air made contact with his face.

"I'm sorry." she told him as she covered her nose and mouth. Using the back of his hand to wipe his face, he looked back at her.

"Don't worry about it. Right now, we should get back inside and away from this cold, stormy air." he stated.

Prince Baron guided Nora towards the stairs and away from the tree. As they reached the edge of the tree, he brought his hand behind him and allowed the light to jump back into his palm. He offered Nora his right arm as he brought his left up and above both of them. Nora took the offered arm and they walked out from the tree's shelter. The first thing she was in awe of was the fact that the Prince's power kept them from getting wet; unless you count their feet from all the splashing. The second was his control of power. He was capable of handling his powers while feeling different sets of emotions. Her power was weak from how she felt, but could anyone blame her? Although, she should've been over her feelings a long time ago in the eyes of others.

Their walk was short and fast as they stepped through the door that Prince Baron exited from. Nora began shivering as soon as her feet made contact with the carpeted floor. She crossed her arms over her chest as a servant laid a blanket over her form. She noticed that the Prince was not by her side anymore, which made her sigh at the loss of comfort she felt in his arms. She had only taken her eyes off him for a few seconds and now he was gone. She could, however, feel the aura of her sister nearby. After a few seconds of self-thoughts, she made her way towards the aura that made up her sister.

The walk took her back to the room that she and Concordia shared, which was up on the third floor. A slight breeze made its way across her body and she moved to pull the blanket closer to her. Standing in front of the entrance to her temporary room, she opened the door, only to be met with a strange sight.

Standing on the other side of the room, Nora saw her sister hovering over the edge of the bed. But that wasn't surprising. What surprised was that all three Princes were also in their room. Concordia looked over to see her sister standing in the doorway.

"Nora, if it's not too much trouble, would you be able to help me with Prince Daron?" Concordia asked. Said Prince was laying upon her sister's bed at the moment, pain consuming his entire mind. The look on his face proved all that they thought. Nora made her way across the room, catching a glimpse of the other two Princes as well. When her eyes met with Prince Baron's, she instantly glanced away. The Prince looked guilty from the way she glimpsed at him. He did leave her under that tree and then disappeared from her when he received a mental message from his "brother."

"Can you two do something to help him?" Prince Auron looked a little skeptical since many witches before, over the years, claimed to have all-powerful healing abilities in his perspective. Concordia looked at him sternly.

"You asked us for our help. If you don't trust us, then you can find someone else to do our job." she stated. Prince Auron went wide-eyed at her response. He had never been responded to in that manner. Even Prince Baron looked a little shocked by her answer. Nora took Concordia's hand into hers and they began their mental chant.

A few swirls of lights danced upon their joined hands until they made their way towards Prince Daron's body. The lights bounced and hovered over the body as the sisters kept their eyes upon him. The two Princes just looked on with awe at their spellcasting. Prince Baron began to cross his arms as he studied their simple technique. What took both Princes by surprise was when Prince Daron's body began to jolt in pain.

Without thinking, Prince Baron waved his hand at the sisters and sent them flying across the floor. Standing up, they grasped themselves in pain at the sudden infliction. Prince Baron and Prince Auron made their way towards their "brother." He woke up a few seconds after the jolt and raised himself.

"Are you alright?" Prince Auron asked. He was grasping his "brother's" shoulders in worry. Prince Daron looked calm.

"Yes, I am. Much better than before I can admit. Their healing was, in fact, quite effective." he responded. Both Princes sighed in relief.

"We thought they were harming you. When you made that sudden jolt within your body." Prince Baron stated.

"That was just an aftereffect." Nora said. The three "brothers" looked at the two sisters.

"The healing process was meant for physical wounds, but we altered the spell a little and made it into a mental one. That sudden jolt was his body responding to the spell inside him." she continued. Concordia looked at her sister and saw that she looked pissed. She didn't need to be an Empath to know what her sister was feeling right now. She was actually having the same feeling coursing through her, considering they were sent flying. But, her feeling was not as furious as her sister's was. Prince Baron looked away for a second and then met their eyes again.

"I apologize for the misconception. We did not know what the spell truly was or what it could do." he said. A faint pink glow emanated around Nora, and only Concordia managed to see it. She went wide-eyed.

'That glow comes from her Empathic gift.' she thought. 'Is her power returning to her?'

"You're lying." Nora stated. Everyone in the room, besides Nora, was shocked at that remark.

"I beg your pardon?" Prince Baron questioned. He had just been accused of lying about an apology. Even though she didn't know it, Prince Daron could sense what Nora was feeling at the moment.

"You heard me. You know exactly what that spell is and what it can do. I wouldn't be surprised if you knew what it's also called." she practically shouted. Concordia didn't understand why her sister was getting mad, scratch that, furious, over a simple misconception. Reading her mind wasn't helping since it was a jumble of thoughts packed into a small, endless mind.

Prince Baron was feeling a little agitated by Nora's outbursts. He thought she was a simple and shy-looking young woman. However, that accusation turned everything around.

"Ms. Nora, please calm down." he silently told her. What he didn't expect was her other power coming into play.

Nora raised both of her hands and snapped them forward in front of her. All three Princes froze in place. Concordia was now a little frightened by her sister's sudden control of her powers. Before she could act further, Concordia placed her index and middle fingers upon her sister's forehead.

'Sleep.' she mentally commanded. Nora's eyes went blank and she fell into Concordia's arms, everything in the room unfreezing from the loss of control. Over the years, Concordia's mental powers had gotten far stronger than she thought they could go. She could, like Prince Auron, command someone to do something, only hers was more of an in-mind voice. She took her sister out of the room and left the Princes in very much confusion.

"What just happened?" Prince Daron asked. No one could answer. Prince Auron looked completely scared from the events, while Prince Baron kept thinking over what just went on in the last seven minutes. It only took seven minutes for everything to get out of hand. Just what were these sisters capable of? And, were they powerful than the three Princes combined together?