Laharl had woken up, in the Netherworld hospital in his castle. As he opened his eyes, he could see Flonne's head resting on his bed, while sitting in a chair. As he got up to stretch, he could hear Flonne groaning, letting him know show woke up.

" Ahh morning Laharl." She said as she let out a long yawn. Laharl just ignored her and head towards the door. Flonne rushed up and blocked the way to the door. "Laharl! I am not letting you through until you say something to me!" She demanded.

"Get out of the way!" Laharl shouted as he pushed Flonne out of the way. As he reached for the handle, Flonne grabbed it at the same time, holding on to Laharl's hand as he gripped the door.

"Laharl, I want you to tell me what's wrong. I'm not going to accept no for an answer." Flonne started to get an angry look on her face.

"Flonne, let me go right now." Laharl demanded, not even looking at her.

"No! You've been ignoring me ever since we left Celestia. I want to know why!" she argued.

"Get your hands off me, now!" Laharl demanded again a little angrier this time.

"No!"

Laharl had the last straw. He smacked her with the back of his fist, knocking her to the ground. "Next time you disobey me, or so much as talk to me…" Laharl started glaring at Flonne, "I'll kill you!" he stomped as he walked through the door. Flonne's eye started to water before she cried.

Meanwhile Etna was giving orders throughout the castle, getting rid of all of the Prince's belongings.

"Hey you!" She shouted to a prinny. "Carry that to the junk pile! Any money you find just hand to me."

"Are you sure this is a good idea, dood?" Replied the prinny. "What if he wakes up?"

"I told you, there is no chance of that happening. Besides, he's been out for almost 4 days now, there's no way he'll…" Etna paused as she saw the Prince across the room glaring at him. "There's no way that he'll…die from such a weak opponent, knowing how strong and powerful he is." Etna chuckled a bit hoping the Prince didn't hear what she said.

"Can it Etna." Said Laharl as he passed her on his way to Flonne's room.

" Did you talk to Flonne?" Asked Etna who was hoping for a positive answer.

"Hell no, I'd just be wasting my time with something undeserving." Said Laharl as he walked away. Etna was completely shocked at his response. She rushed back to the hospital room seeing Flonne crying on the floor. She kneeled on her legs putting her arms on Flonne's shoulders.

"I take it it didn't work out to well?" Asked Etna.

"No, he talked to me but…" Said Flonne sniffling. "Laharl…he…he…"

"Look, what's the big deal? He talked to you didn't he?" replied Etna trying to sound cheerful, hoping it would make Flonne feel better.

"He…he threatened to kill me if I ever talked to him again." Flonne said as she sobbed loudly. Etna tried to comfort her by giving her a hug. As of now, Etna was really pissed. After she calmed down Flonne a bit, she suggested she went with the Prinnies to go flower shopping for the courtyard. It was one of Flonne's favorite hobbies since Laharl had became Overlord.

After she left, Etna stormed to where the Prince headed. She was so angry about what Laharl had done to her. Sure, she could understand Laharl was annoyed with her, but to threaten to kill her again? Now he just crossed the line.

As soon as she came to Flonne's room, or what used to be Flonne's room, it didn't take that long for her to see the Prince standing outside as if searching for something.

"Prince!" Etna shouted angrily.

"Hmph, what the hell do you want?" replied Laharl with a very pissed attitude.

Etna stomped up to him. "What the hell is your problem?!"

"Oh shut up, it's not that important."

"Not that important?! You threatened to kill Flonne even after all she's cared for you! She even sat at your bedside, and wouldn't leave until you woke up!"

"Hey! I didn't ask for her pity! If you want some of it, ask for it yourself!"

"Why do you hate her so much?!" Asked a very determined Etna.

"Drop it Etna!"

"Not until you tell me why you hate her!"

"Who said I hate her?!" There was a long pause between Laharl and Etna. Laharl just shrugged it off and went back to searching.

"I don't get it, if you don't hate her, why have you been ignoring her this whole time?"

Laharl didn't answer. Instead, he just pointed to the giant hole in the wall Laharl came out of when he went berserk.

"I still don't get it. What does it mean?" She asked.

"Etna…when Flonne was turned into a lily, I felt so angry. Not just with the Seraph, but with myself. I felt responsible the whole time about it, I just couldn't handle my anger. I killed him because of it."

Etna put her hand on Laharl's shoulder. "We killed him." Etna said reminding him of all who helped.

"Yeah, but when I fought him, I felt a rage. Not what I'm used to either. It was different, powerful, and it scared me."

"Prince…" Etna said silently.

"And I don't suppose you need another reminder of what happened a few days ago do you?" he stammered as he looked at Etna.

"Then why don't you tell her about it?" Etna suggested.

"Do you really need a reminder? Do you remember how I walked up to you ready to kill you?!" Laharl shouted. He looked down a little upset. "If that was me, about to kill Flonne, I could never forgive myself."

"But…but…" Etna was thinking of what to say next.

"Forget it Etna. You know just as well as I do what I just said is true."

"But threatening Flonne? That's no reason to ignore her."

"True, it's not a reason. The reason is that the more I respond, the more she'll like me, and the more she likes me, the more she'll be around me. I just don't want to hurt her…"

"You're right that is a good reason. But if you truly like her, you should tell her."

Laharl just stayed still for a bit, as if in thought.

"What are you doing out here anyway?" Etna asked.

"I'm looking for something."

"What is it? Mabey I can help."

"I already found it." Laharl said as he picked up a purple sash.

"What is it?" Etna asked.

"A bandana, one that belongs to the sentators."