Here it is... All Eric's view. I know its been some time but like i've said before busy busy life...

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Eric's POV

I woke to an empty bed beside me. I rolled over onto the other pillow. The scent, her scent, still lingered. The sun was shinning past the drawn curtains and I stood up. I walked to the wardrobe and pulled out a pair of pants and a button down. My hair was a mess but I could care less. The only thing I cared about was Ariel. She was gone and never even said goodbye.

I shook my head as I pulled on my clothes. I opened the heavy doors and walked down the hall toward the kitchen. Grimsby was already sitting at the small wooden table talking to one of the other workers. He sipped on his coffee, the steam rolling up past his nose.

"Good morning, Grimsby," I replied heading for the fridge. I most always ate my breakfast in the kitchen with the people who I was closer to, hired help or not.

"And to you Sir," Grimsby replied softly. "You're mother wishes you dine with her and the Princess."

"Must I," I asked in what I suppose was a whiney tone. Grimsby nodded taking another mouthful from his mug. I took this as a sign and sighed, stalking off to the dinning room.

At the head of the table sat my mother. On her left sat the Princess, whose name has totally slipped my mind. I nodded to each of them when they saw me and took my seat on my mother's right. She smiled pleased, but also with a look in her eyes that said what on earth have you been up too. I didn't answer not wanting to ruin the quite surroundings.

"Well, now," my mother chimed. "Elisa, you remember meeting my son Eric yesterday."

Her voice was soft and matched her features perfectly. "Yes, your highness."

"Good. I expect you two will be able to get to know each other with out me in the way," She stood and excused herself. I shook my head and looked after her as she left. Elisa spoke up first.

"You're mother tells me you are a sailor."

"Yes. She hates it," I smirked, taking a bite of toast. "Have you ever been out to sea?"

"Once but not far from the shore. My father hates the ocean. He's actually managed to build a wall separating the lands from the sea," she took a sip of water. I noticed she was wearing a simple teal dress, and her long hair was pulled into a tight braid. She had all the proper manners a well brought up young lady should. I was snapped out of my thought when I say her lips pull into a shy smile, "Sir Eric, is everything alright?"

"Yes. I'm terribly sorry Princess," I ducked my head back down. "I'm just running on so little sleep."

"I am well aware," she frowned. "She was very pretty. You're mother disagreed however."

"Why am I not surprised," I mumbled.

"Is she your lover?" I was stunned. Never in my life have I heard that word used by a young lady of such a high nobility.

"I beg your pardon," I looked at her.

"I'm sorry. I just want to be prepared for the marriage. Unless you intend on not having an arranged marriage," she looked at me with more sorrow.

"Please, Princess. If I'm not mistaken you are against this agreement too," now she was the one who looked surprised.

"Well, I'm…" her voice trailed off with confusion. I waited for her answer, like my life depended upon it.

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