Aloha. New chapter time! Testing still isn't over but week one is down of them. Now I'm getting like a million projects.

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Nina

I'm starting to feel like a prisoner again. I have 10, well make that 11 guys breathing down my neck at all times. The 11th is Fabian the others are the soldiers he makes watch me. I know he wants the best for me but I can't stand being with so many people.

I'm outside being surrounded by a wall of guys. Ugh I hope this fight is over soon so Fabian will lighten up. Its like I can't do anything without them watching me. They aren't supposed to talk to me though unless nessecary, it's odd.

I stood and they all straightened up. I shifted Cleo on my hip and walked forward. The soldiers stood closely to me.

"You know I can take care of myself, I almost got away from her a few times," I said. It was silent, making me annoyed. "I command an answer," I continued. If I say I command an answer then they must talk.

"Emperor Fabian has strict instructions to not leave you alone and we must obey," One said.

"Well I command you to go follow him around," I said. "I command ananswer," I quickly added on. They all looked at ech other hesitantly.

"You aren't the technical Empress, and he's on the throne by blood," Another spoke up as we kept walking. Servants, and workers all bowed or curtsey'd to me as we passed, it's protocol.

"This is riduclous, I'm going to go see Fabian," I said.

"Daddy," Cleo said smiling. I smiled a little as I walked faster. Hopefully Fabian will take me seriously and not try to charm me out of asking him like he did last time I tried to ask.

"Empress, he is meeting with the citizens," The one who had first answered me said.

"Well now he'll be in a meeting with me," I said swinging open the large double doors. Fabian looked bored on the throne listening to citizens complain. He perked up when he saw me. I boldly walked over and stood next to the complaining woman. Fabian looked between me and the woman. I gave him a look that said 'Listen to me or you won't be sleeping with me."

"Hold on, let me talk to my Empress," Fabian said silencing the woman. He turned to me. "Hi love," He said.

"Fabian, I don't want them following me," I said.

"Baby, how's Cleo been? Tomorrow I should take her into town," He said averting Teh subject.

"Fabian," I said.

"She's getting so big and looking like her mother, the most beautiful woman in the world," He continued.

"Fabian," I repeated more annoyed.

"There was a large ruby found, would you like it as a necklace? It would look amazing on you, love. I'll have it brought it right now," He said. I held back the urge to roll my eyes. The citizens in the room looked adoringly at Fabian like "Oh, he's so nice to Teh Empress giving her presents," but they don't know he's trying to trick me.

"Yes that sounds very lovely but-" I started.

"Daddy!" Cleo squealed cutting me off. Like father like daughter. Fabian smiled wider, probably happy she cut me off.

"Come here, princess," Fabian said. I held back the urge to shake my head. I would be going off on him if all these people weren't here, and I'm trying to win them over since I'm not from here I'm from enemy territory. I sat Cleo down and she hurriedly crawled over to her father. He picked her up.

"What's doing?" Cleo asked as she settled in his arms. The people in the room laughed at my little princess, I even suppressed a smile.

"Helping people, do you wanna stay here?" Fabian said.

"Yes," She said nodding.

"Do you want mommy to stay?" He asked. Oh he is using Cleo to make me cooperate, evil bastard. Cleo nodded.

"I'd love to stay," I lied putting on a fake smile. Fabian smiled back. I walked slowly, my dress swinging at my ankles and sat on my golden throne. A servant came in with the ruby on a pillow.

"Isn't it beautiful, love?" Fabian said.

"Gorgeous," I said trying to sound nice.

"Well that's enough talking, let's get back to the people," Fabian said. I gave him a look.

"This isn't over," I mouthed. He simply turned forward and shifted Cleo in his arms.

We sat for hours listening to people complain. Some of them had points but some were complaining for the hell of it. Like "Eh, the waters dirty," well its pretty obvious water around her isn't clean. I gently closed my eyes. It was peaceful...for all of 5 minutes.

I heard felt something near and opened my eyes, looking over. An arrow right next to my head. Fabian froze but then snapped his fingers. I was hoisted off the throne and tossed over someone's shoulder. Fabian grabbed Coeo then led the way. I fought against the man holding me upside down. I'm wearing a dress and everyone can probably see underneath.

I was taken into the dungeons? Fabian led us through a long path of cells then into a very large and surprisingly clean cell. I was sat on a bench.

"This room was made for safety, you need to stay down here," Fabian said going on the other side of the cell and locking me and Cleo in. I ran to the bars and grabbed them.

"You can't lock me up, like a criminal," I exclaimed.

"You aren't a criminal, it's for safety no one will expect to look in the cells for the Empress," He said.

"You aren't keeping me and my child down here like this do you hear me!" I yelled.

"Sweetheart, we're going to make it very special for you, put in furniture. All my advisors think its best," He said.

"Stay with me, if its so safe," I said. He bit his lip. "Didn't think so," I said turning around swiftly. I heard a click and turned. Fabian was locked in with me.

"My advisors will say we are being held safely," He said throwing the keys to a soldier. I smiled and wrapped my arms around his waist. I kissed him. "It's all for you, Empress,"