Chapter 3

The Garden

(Btw, In case Gatomon2006 is reading this, which I seiriously dought she is, I'm sorry for stealing a name from one of your fanfics. But I saw it in a dictionary so I thought that I could use it, as it doesn't belong to you.)

The night was cold, and things seemed strangely silent after the noise of the party had died down.

Tailmon held the lantern higher and pulled her coat tighter around her. Where was he? She thought.

She stepped over a dead log. She immediately thought that he would be here, because this was a run down, unused portion of the garden. She had begged the gardeners to take better care of it, but they refused.

She stopped for a second to stare at a statue. She had often seen it when she was a little girl. It showed a young Angewomon holding hands with A Sorcerymon. She had asked her father what it was, and he said it was a memorial of the marriage of two people. One was a prince, and the other a simple village girl. They were apparently her great grand parents who lived in a time where royalty had individual names, like humans did. In the bottom was inscribed: Princess Angelina and Prince Erebus.

She suddenly came upon a light hidden in the trees. She walked towards it. When she pulled away the tree branches she saw that it was Wizarmon. He was sitting, muttering something. His hands glowed brightly with light. She stepped into the clearing.

"Hello Wizarmon." she said.

Wizarmon looked up at her fearfully, then smiled. "Tailmon. Thank goodness, for a second I thought it was your father."

Tailmon laughed. "No, if it had been dad, you would have heard: 'get off my property and stay away from my daughter!'" she mocked.

Wizardmon started laughing. 'True."

Tailmon sat down next to him. "What's that?" she asked, pointing to his hands, which were still glowing.

"I'm making a love stone." he said.

Tailmon gasped. Love stones were usually enchanted gemstones that glowed when the one the owner loved was near. They were hard to make, and she had only known of Sorcerymon ever making them. "You can make them?" she asked.

Wizarmon nodded. "Yes, but it's hard to find the right stone. Especially one that goes well with your eyes." he opened his hands to reveal a sky blue stone with purple flecks. Wizarmon had magically shaped the stone so that it had a little hole in the top to put a string through. It glowed brightly. "Here. I made it for you." he handed the stone to her.

She took the stone and looked at it. Then she looked back up. "Oh, thank you, Wizarmon!" she hugged him tightly.

"here." he took the stone again and threaded a golden string through the hole and tied it around her neck. "There we go."

She kissed Wizarmon on the cheek. "thanks." she looked up at the moon. It cast a glow on the two of them. She lifted up the lantern and blew it out. Suddenly she and Wizarmon were sitting in complete darkness. They looked up at the stars.

"Look. There's a Nyaromon!" Tailmon said, pointing at a constellation.

"And there's a DemiDevimon!" Wizarmon said, pointing at another constellation.

"Hey, I see a Digi- Egg!" Tailmon said.

Wizarmon looked where Tailmon was looking. "Where?" he asked.

"there." she said, pointing.

"Oh, I see it now." he looked at Tailmon. "But I think I found the best one of them all."

"Where?" she asked, looking him in the eyes.

He wrapped his arm around her. "Right here." he said. Then he leaned in and they kissed.

Wizardmon moved back a little. "Tailmon, I-"

"Shhh." Tailmon said, kissing him again. She knew what he wanted to say. They kissed for a long time.

Finally Tailmon stopped and looked him in the eyes. "Wizarmon…"

Wizarmon placed his hand on the back of her head and leaned in to kiss her again. As their lips met, they heard a voice.

"Wizarmon, I told you to stay away from my daughter!" Vamdemon said.

Wizarmon and Tailmon jumped in shock. "Y- Your Majesty, I was only-"

"Daddy, I love him, and he loves me! Why can't you just let that be?" Tailmon asked Vamdemon.

"Because he is not royal, he is simply a boy you met on the street." was his excuse. But it was a lie. He really didn't want his only daughter to leave him. He loved her too much.

"Daddy, it doesn't matter! I still love him, and nothing you can do can change that!"

"We will see!" Vamdemon wrapped his cape around him, then threw it aside shouting: "NIGHT RAID!"

Wizarmon jumped out of the way of the cloud of bats just in time. "MAGICAL GAME!" he shouted, sending blue lightning out of his staff.

Vamdemon dodged it. "BLOODY STREAM!" he shouted. A long, red whip appeared in his hand. He used it to pick Wizarmon up and throw him aside.

"Wizarmon!" Tailmon screamed. She ran for him and helped him up onto his feet. "Are you ok?"

He groaned as he stood up. "I'm fine."

"You're gonna get hurt. Go, run. I'll meet you tomorrow night on the roof." Tailmon whispered. Wizarmon nodded and flew off. Tailmon watched him as he disappeared.

"You are never allowed to see him again." Vamdemon told Tailmon. "Now come on, let's get inside, it's cold out here." he said gently, placing his cape on his daughter.

Tailmon sadly followed her dad back into the castle, fingering the magic pendant on her neck that was slowly dimming.