This softness, where did it come from? Slowly opening her eyes she sees the bed that lies beneath her. The room is dark. Sitting up, she observes her surroundings. How did I get here?
My clothes are different. She is dress in men's clothing. They must be Prince Roy's. Looking up she see the jacket she's been wearing all day hang off the side of a chair. Did someone watch me sleep?
A huge window let a small lamp post spare whatever light it can stretch in the room. It must be beautiful on nights of the full moon. Riza stand up and walks over to the window. She is on the second floor and can see miles away even in the dark. The land is beautiful; a small pond is below her. A radiant rose maze sits next to it. She notices a balcony to the side. There's a man, Prince Roy. It's hard to tell if she doesn't remember the torture he put her through earlier or if she just doesn't care, but she smiles.
Walking out of her room, she heads to the left, the hallways are dim. No light escapes from the rooms she passes, but a small candle appears every couple of yards. Finally the hallway merges with a huge room. This must be the ballroom.
Imagining there is light she starts to descend down the staircase. All eyes are on her: women, men, children wait in awe and clap at her appearance. She's the most beautiful women there. There is a line of men standing, waiting for a chance to dance with her. The lights fade out and appear back at the top of the stair case. The crowd roars as Prince Roy comes down the steps. And just as quickly as she appeared she's forgotten. She's just a soul who lost her place in the sun a long time ago.
A hand touches her shoulder and she awakens from her trance. It's Prince Roy. A look of worry is set on his face, "You shouldn't be up."
"I shouldn't be here." With that she runs down the stair case trying to leave at the front door. He quickly follows her. Both of them make it to the main floor, he's runs a few paces behind her but he's catching up quickly. In a mad sprint to the door, she gains a few steps.
Her hands touch the large doors. Just as she pulls the door open he slams his whole body against the door and places his arm on the door so she can't open it again, "What the hell has gotten into you?"
Without explaining herself she started back towards the balcony doors. Half way across the dance floor he catches her back arm and pulls her towards him. "Why are you running from me?"
Looking up at him, he's taken back. Her eyes, the show such a strong look of hatred, complete loathing as if he is so vile the very sound of his name would make her kill herself ten times over. "This is your life, not mine! I left the jacket in your room, so I kept the promise. Now let me go!"
His eyes grow angry. This is the thanks he gets for helping her, "Have you even thought about where you will go? How you'll live out there?"
She didn't even have to think about her answer. Thinking of running came so natural to her, "I've done it before, and I can do it again! Once I leave the kingdom, I'll be free!"
Leave the kingdom? He grabs both her wrist and holds her tight against his body, "You can't leave I won't let you!"
Since when does he get to tell me what to do? Riza has her pride left, and she won't let him take that away from her, "I'm not your dog, you can't order me!"
"If I command you, I will have you!"
"Like hell!"
Using complete force he leans down and conquers her lips. Showing his dominance upon her lips, she knew they would bruise. Trying as hard as she could, she finally shoves him away. He drops her wrist and she wipes the spit from her mouth. Panting a little from the lack of air she tells him, "I'll leave the kingdom, with or without your permission!"
She runs to the front doors again, but this time he doesn't stop her. There's no need too. He turns around and calls for some guards. No one defies him. He would make sure of that.
A/N: Okay I love three day weekends, but I'm actually going to have to start doing homework soon. So I might update twice or so, but I really have to start studying at some point. Till then!
