Chapter Four

Something Special

"That went very well," Sir Sonic said. "I really am stuck here forever, thank you princess."

"Sir Sonic I refuse to leave you here. You will get out."

"Oh no, if you keep saying that we'll both be doomed. I'm not going to have the princess spend her life imprisoned because of me. You must go, live your life."

I stood up, shaking my head. "I refuse to leave here without you. I will rot in here until the day I die if I must but I will not leave you alone."

Sir Sonic stood up as well, "why is that? What have I done to earn your generosity? All we have done is dance."

"We talked," I stomped my foot, "that was the most pleasant conversation I have had. I did not even pay attention to our dance. You're different. Special."

"Special? You think I am special because I asked about your day?"

"Sir Sonic I am not sure what it was. May it have been you complimented me, or asked about tea, I do not know. There was something about that conversation that was different."

"This different is good?"

"Would I be in here with you if it weren't?"

Sir Sonic said no more. He sat back down, looking at the ground.

I sat down beside him, letting our cell fill up with silence.

Bells suddenly began to play the hourly tune. It was one o'clock. We haven't been in here for even an hour, yet it felt like five.

I decided to break the silence. If we were going to be in here until morning, we might as well get better acquainted. "So," was all I managed to say.

Without looking up, Sir Sonic replied, "so?"

"Well it is precisely one o'clock."

Sir Sonic smiled, looking at me,"tea time."

I smiled. He remembered. He actually remembered. No one else I have ever invited to tea has remembered. Sir Sonic really was special.

Silly me. If I hadn't been such an idiot we could have been sipping tea with Midna right now.

"What are you thinking about?"Sir Sonic asked me.

I looked over at him, to see his body was facing me, and his eyes were full of curiosity.

"I'm thinking about how much of an idiot I've been," I admitted.

"Princess Amelia, you have not been an idiot. You have just done an act of pure stupidity."

I looked at him. How could he say such a thing? May it have been true or not, no one has ever spoken to me like this. I have always had respect. No one dared put any stupid word in the same sentence with my name unless the word not was in between. I guess Sir Sonic hasn't anything to fear... he's already imprisoned. What worse could I do?

Maybe he was one of those fellows who spoke the truth, no matter what it may be. That sort of man may be good to marry, wouldn't it?

Oh, if we would even get out of here to wed! Maybe Sir Sonic wouldn't even want to marry me, after all? Perhaps my imprisoning him has changed his mind. What man in the right mind would want to marry one who sends him to jail, merely for ignoring him? T'was such an act of... stupidity.

Well, at least Sir Sonic has a good brain. He was right.

"I suppose you are right," I finally replied.

"Something bother you? You look awfully lost in your head."

"I was just thinking about," I paused. Might bringing up the subject be a bad idea? Sir Sonic would have to be out of his mind to go through with marrying me. If, of course, it were ever decided that we shall wed. Well, I suppose there is only one way to find out. "Marriage," I finally finished.

"Oh?" he looked surprised. He turned away, now looking as he was lost in his own thoughts. "Who are you thinking about along with such a topic?" he turned back, looking at me.

"You."

"Me?"

I nodded, "yes, you."

"You want to marry me? After imprisoning me? You are a very confusing woman, Princess Amelia."

"I did not think imprisoning you would lead to this. I merely hoped to teach you a lesson to not ignore me. I do not tolerate being ignored, Sir Sonic. When we are let out, I am hoping you will be set str-"

"When?" he asked, rudely interrupting me. "What makes you so sure we will be getting out? You heard your father. I am never getting out of here. You can get out, only if you leave me here. We can not both get out, Amelia."

"Princess," I shouted, standing up. "Princess Amelia. You have no right to call me Amelia."

"Terribly sorry, Princess Amelia. Forgive me."

I sat back down, continuing the conversation, "my father can not let me stay in here for too long. If I were not the princess he might be able to, but if I remain in here, when he dies, who shall the kingdom go to? The thrown gets passed down to me. I am the last in the bloodline. If he wishes to loose our kingdom, to some filthy peasant, I shall be allowed in here. He does not want that, you see, he insists I get married. Soon. My mother is not all completely for it, but my father will not have it any other way. I know his hopes are that by morning I will be driven crazy, and I shall need to get out of here, leaving you behind. It will not happen, though."

"Why must you choose your husband to be through a dance? Isn't there a better way to get acquainted? I do not understand how such a short time to get to now one another is -"

"Well you see," I interrupted him, "my father does not care about his personality. He could be rude or charming, it would not make a difference. My father wants someone who shall make everything look good. He only cares about looks. If he can dance good, he is good enough to be king."

"That is preposterous! If I were him, I would care more about how my daughter would be treated as opposed to how he danced and made it all look."

I smiled. "You would make a good father."

He smiled back at me, "I can only hope so."

"We will get out of here, Sir Sonic. I promise you."

He sighed. "Princess Amelia, would you not have more control over this situation from the outside?"

"What do you mean?"

"If you leave this cell tomorrow, you would have a better chance of getting me out. You would have immense power."

"I already have immense power. I'm the princes."

"Over your father?"

I cocked my head to the side. Power over my father? Oh, that would be brilliant. "Continue."

"If you get out of here, if he will still not allow myself out, you have the power to tell the entire kingdom that your father, the king, imprisoned you, the princess. That would make him look horribly bad. Or, you could just go with the simpler plan: take the keys."

"That is a very well thought out plan that just might work. There's just one problem. That requires me leaving, and I am not leaving you. I told you I shall not leave you here alone, so I will not. I'm sorry Sir Sonic, but there isn't a thing you could say or do to make me leave you here."

He sighed, hopefully giving up.

"So, what do we do when we get out?"

I smiled. He finally said when, and we. I frowned, thinking about his question. What would we do? I can't go back to my everyday activities, not with my father being the way he is. He's become so mean. I don't want to continue dancing with all these men, it's sickening. Besides, I already have a dancer picked out.

I smiled as I looked over at Sonic, forgetting about his question. He really was attractive.

His quills... His eyes... His nose... His smile... His fur, his everything! It... I really don't know how to describe it, he was very handsome.

I felt lost looking into his emerald eyes. They were so gorgeous, they were almost sparkling!

"Princess Amelia? Are you alright?" Sir Sonic snapped me out of my daze with his question.

I blinked, shaking my head. "Yes, sorry. I don't know what we'll do."

"Well, I guess we'll figure it out when we're out."

I nodded, shivering.

"Are you cold?"

"Um, just a little," I admitted, crossing my arms, hoping to keep some of my body heat together. "I'm fine, though, don't worry."

Sir Sonic suddenly put his arms around me, sliding me close to him. "I won't worry when you're not cold," he smiled.

I smiled, as well, as I snuggled into his warm body. It was nice, being so close to Sir Sonic. It felt like he was the only other person in the entire world.