An- No good excuse for my absence (such as being kidnapped by a hot guy, etc.) so I'll get right on with the story… Enjoy!

Disclaimer: See chapter 1

Oh how she missed home

Lily was having a wonderful dream. She was holding Cede's first born daughter, and Cede was sitting across from her knitting and talking about anything she could think of. After a while Cede's husband came in to claim his wife, and they all went for a picnic lunch outside.

And that's when Lily woke up, and realized she was back in the hell hole.

But there was a beautiful green dress laid out at the end of the bed, with earrings and a necklace laid on top, along with a rose.

Finally she got up and put the dress on, noticing that it was made out of the softest material and looked gorgeous on her. She decided she might as well enjoy the nice things of this place until she could figure out how the hell to get out of here.

Right after she put on the earrings someone knocked at the door. "Come in." She said, deciding this wasn't a good time to try to escape, especially with such a soft, warm dress on.

He walked in, and stopped for a moment. She could feel those dark eyes on her, but pretended to be busy with an earring. She didn't want to know what they would tell her if she looked.

Finally he spoke. "The carriage is ready." She saw the hand he offered out of the corner of her eye, and after a internal debate took it without gloves on. Half of her went "EWWWWW!!!!!" and the other half went "Wow, didn't notice how soft or warm or masculine his hands were…."

This apparently surprised him, because they stood there for a couple minutes before he finally tucked her hand in the crook of his arm and led her out the room.

She was finally outside of the walls! Even if all she could see was stone, guards, and a nasty looking moat, she was semi free. She let go of Zeeke and spun in a circle, enjoying the poor sunlight that the place received.

She was very tempted to kiss the ground, but then decided that it looked too nasty to do so. He more or less shoved her into the carriage anyway.

Inside the carriage, he pushed her to the far side and sat next to her, then smacked the top so the driver would know to go.

She stared out the window. The land that rolled slowly by was by far nastier then she'd ever dreamed of. Worse then the poorest parts of where she was from. She decided she had enough of looking out the window and turned back to the inside of the carriage.

"You look stunning in that dress." He said, taking her hand and kissing it.

Even though she tried not, she turned two shades red and mumbled a thanks. He put his arm around her and pulled her close. She was too emotionally tired to fight him and finally succumbed, but didn't initiate any other contact. The dream had her really worried about Cede, even though it was a happy dream and King George would take excellent care of her, it wasn't the same. She had no one here to tell anything to. She felt tears threatening to fall, and tried fighting them but lost that fight too.

She felt his hand come up and wipe away some of them, but that made her cry even harder.

Finally she calmed herself down and rested against him, not caring about anything anymore.

Emperor Zeeke became worried about her. The fire that was in her seemed to be dying, and he couldn't think of a reason why. Every time he looked down more tears were trickling down her porcelain face. He thought complimenting her would help, but it seemed to make matters worse.

He didn't think conquering this spirit would make him feel so bad…