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Trunks woke early the next day. The drapes over his window were still pulled shut, so the room was cast in darkness. He stretched a little, careful not to wake the beauty sleeping next to him. He rolled onto his side to look at her. She was sprawled out on her back, head turned in his direction. Her mouth was parted slightly and she was snoring softly. Trunks stared at her for the longest time. His eyes took in everything about her. Her hair was a mess and the sheets were tangled around her slim form. He also noticed she was drooling slightly.
Trunks smiled. A true smile, one he only gave when truly happy about something. Pan was the most beautiful creature he ever brought to his bed and she was his for the rest of eternity. He remembered how beautiful and happy she looked during the ceremony the day before. He couldn't keep his eyes off of her. She almost seemed to glow. Yes, he made the right decision in taking Pan as his mate. He couldn't imagine sharing his life and kingdom with anyone else. He wondered how he managed to go so long over looking her the way he did. He almost felt foolish with the knowledge that his true happiness was right in front of him all those years.
He reached a hand out and gently traced the line of her jaw with his thumb. Soul mate . . . his mind whispered. His mother had often told him that there was one person out there for everybody, one person who would truly understand you. Who would accept all your faults and weaknesses and who would bring you true happiness. He was young and innocent and believed every word his mother fed him. When he got older though, he thought it was a bunch of crap. No matter how many girls he was with, he never found a soul mate in any of them. No form of connection or understanding was found in those meaningless nights of passion. But here he was now; with the one person he couldn't imagine living his life without. His mother was still proving him wrong years after her death.
His thumb moved to trace her soft lips and she stirred slightly but did not wake. He moved his hand down and lightly ran his fingertips across her flat stomach. She giggled a little in her sleep making Trunks chuckle. He could tell she was slowly waking up so he bent down and kissed her softly, gently biting her bottom lip. He kissed his way down her neck and then to her collarbone tracing it with his tongue. She sighed in satisfaction and opened her eyes. Trunks looked up at her then and their eyes locked. Pan reached a hand up and ran it through his soft lavender hair. He bent down and kissed her gently as he slid himself in side of her. Pan wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him closer to her. They lay still like that, kissing and enjoying the feel of being connected to each other.
Time completely stood still for the two of them. At some point they heard shouting coming from outside the room in the halls. Suddenly the door to their room burst open and the King strode angrily in. Pan froze when she saw him standing there. She felt her face turn beat red as he stood there watching them. Trunks didn't flinch and made no move to stop what he was doing. Pan shut her eyes, wishing he would just leave.
"Get out old man. I'm busy." Trunks said, his eyes never leaving Pan's face. He had no intention of stopping just because his father wanted to be a dick.
"Knock that shit off you two." Vegeta said in a disgusted voice. He then became very serious. "Your sister is missing. Her ki cannot be found. Anywhere."
Trunks immediately stopped at the mention of his sister missing. "What do you mean?" he asked turning his attention to his father. He didn't really want to be bothered with his sister's foolish games right now, but the tone of his father's voice made him think it was something more serious.
"Just what I said. Get dressed." With that, he walked out of the room.
Trunks looked down at Pan and by the look on her face figured she got the same impression as he. All he really wanted to do was stay in bed with Pan all day but his father said they couldn't even find her ki. He reluctantly pulled out of her and knelt on the bed deep in thought. Pan sat up and looked worriedly at him. Bra was known for playing her stupid hide and seek games but this seemed different.
"Trunks?" she asked softly. He looked up at her and she could see the worry in his eyes. After what happened a month ago, they were all a little worried about the Princess.
"We should get dressed." He said regretfully. He leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on her forehead. She nodded her head in agreement and they got up and got dressed. When they reached the main room, they could hear shouts coming from the hall. There were more people in the hall than either could remember there ever being. The place was in total chaos. Trunks levitated above the mess and took off toward the throne room. As he was flying, he reached out with his senses to search for his sister's ki. Just as his father said it was nowhere to be found.
He landed as he reached the throne room doors and ran inside, Pan right behind him. The throne room was full of panicked people too. His father was pacing the floor while the two unfortunate guards who were supposed to be keeping an eye on the Princess gave a report. The King looked as if he was just barely keeping his sanity in check as he listened to them. As Trunks reached them, his father raised a hand to blast the one speaking. Trunks hurriedly pulled the guard out of the way. He didn't want them dead before he had a chance to question them.
Vegeta gave Trunks a hard look but said nothing. Trunks turned to the guard. "Where the hell is my sister. You were supposed to be keeping watching her."
The young guard looked as if she was going to be in tears. She was shaking uncontrollably as she tried to answer. "Th-the l-last th-thing I-I remember was her saying she was going to go to bed. I don't remember anything after that, sire." She finished in a whisper.
Trunks growled and rolled his eyes. "Tell me everything that happened after she left the party last night. DO NOT leave ANYTHING out." He said barely keeping his own anger in check.
The guard looked to her partner, who was also shaking. She turned back to Trunks and began. "As far as we could tell she was behaving herself. Um . . . at the p-party sh-she let us dr-drink, sire. She said it was ok! Then when we left, she gave us her tea that took care of hangovers and said she was going to bed. I-I don't remember anything after that. When we woke, we knocked on the door and no one answered. We went in there to look and that's when we noticed her missing."
No wonder his father was going to blast these two! "You mean to tell me that you were drunk while on watch. You know that is against the rules and you broke them. My sister was taken during the night, when you should have been awake! You should have noticed someone entering the palace! That is your job!" Trunks was shouting now, enraged by this information. "Take these two to the dungeons. If my sister has been harmed, you'll pay for it with your lives!"
Two other guards came up and took the two females away. Trunks turned to his father. "Has there been any word? No one saw anything?" He demanded.
"No one saw anything with all the confusion of your blasted wedding last night! Anything could have happened to her! I told you nothing good would come from marring that misfit!"
Trunks stalked up to his father and got into his face. "Don't you dare try and blame this on Pan, old man! Perhaps if you were paying closer attention you would have noticed something. You're the all powerful and mighty warrior! Nothing should have escaped you in your own damn palace!" He shouted.
Vegeta screamed in rage and blasted his son. Trunks flew back into the air, but was able to right himself and land. He charged right at his father and punched him in the face. Vegeta took the punch and as he was flying back, he flipped and kicked Trunks underneath his chin. Trunks flew back and flipped too, landing on his feet. They faced each other powering up, preparing to fight.
Pan saw them power up and knew that their fighting wasn't going to do any good. She ran out in between them just as they began to charge at each other. Vegeta, who reached her first, kicked Pan hard sending her flying to the other side of the room. Trunks saw this and lost it, bursting into SuperSayian. He began to pummel his father, not giving him any mercy. Vegeta was able to block most of Trunks hits while powering up to SuperSayian himself. They fought all out not caring of the others in the room who might get hurt.
Pan stood where she landed watching them. She wasn't hurt, just extremely pissed off. Here Bra was missing and the only thing those two idiots could think to do was fight! Pan screamed as she powered up. She knew she was no match for a SuperSayian, but maybe she could knock some sense into them. She concentrated all her energy into her attack. When she gathered enough she let it loose, blasting both of them.
The two men flew apart as they were blasted from behind. They turned to see who had the audacity to break up their fight and saw a panting Pan. Both were shocked.
"Knock. It. Off! This isn't going to help find Bra!" She shouted.
Vegeta was lost for words for a moment. He quickly recovered though, "You should worry about yourself brat." He spat out as he advanced on her. He was stopped though when Trunks grabbed his arm.
"She's right, father. We need to find Bra before something happens to her." He said as he powered down. He let go of Vegeta and moved toward Pan. He began to check her out for injuries.
"Stop it!" Pan yelled at Trunks as she jerked away from him. "I'm fine! Jeez Trunks, I'm not a fucking child!"
Trunks frowned but stop. Pan was certainly getting mouthy these days. Vegeta dropped out of SuperSayian too. He was still mad about Pan blasting him, from behind no less, but decided she wasn't worth the energy for the time. They all stood glaring at each other for a few minutes. Then a young guard came running into the throne room holding something out in front of him.
"Sire!" The young warrior shouted, excitedly. Vegeta growled at him.
"Get on with it!" He snapped.
"Yes, sire! Kiao had the cups the two guards were drinking from last night analyzed in the lab when he found residue of some kind of powder in them. The reports are back, sire!" The guard said hurriedly.
"Powder?" Trunks asked his eyebrow rose in surprise. "What do these reports show?"
"The reports indicate that there was a very powerful sleeping powder in the drinks. That's probably why the two didn't remember anything, sire."
"Are you telling me that my sister slipped her guards sleeping powder?"
"No sire. I'm only relaying what the reports show." The boy said nervously. He did not want to piss off the King or Prince.
Trunks smirked at him. "Very well. You may leave." The boy gratefully took off.
Vegeta was beyond angry now. "How dare that brat runaway! Who in the hell does she think she is?"
"Well, if she did, it would explain why we couldn't feel her ki. She probably has it suppressed and is far enough away to where we can't sense it from here. I'll organize search parties to look for her." Trunks said, with a frustrated frown.
"I'll find the damn brat myself!" Vegeta roared. He turned away and stalked out of the room. He didn't even stop as Kiao approached entered. When the King was gone, Kiao walked into the room to speak with Trunks.
"I take it you heard the report, sire?" He said when he got in respectful speaking distance of the Prince.
"Yes. Father has gone out to search for the Princess himself. I want you to send out any available squads right now to search the nearby area. She couldn't have gotten that far, Bra doesn't know the planet very well. Be sure to have them check all the woods and surrounding mountains. I'm sure she would stay out of the dessert. I want everybody questioned. Anyone who thinks they've seen anything I want brought straight to me. Someone is bound to have seen something. Bra doesn't exactly fit in with everyone. I want a report from every squad in the next two hours."
"Yes sire." Kiao said then left the room.
Trunks turned to look at Pan. He walked to her, wrapped his arms around her waist, and laid his head on her shoulder. "Why would she leave like this? Doesn't she understand that there are people out there who want her dead?"
Pan sighed, stroking his head. She understood why Bra would leave. She just couldn't believe she had done it. She only hoped that she was ok.
Bra awoke the next morning feeling more tired than she ever remembered feeling. She hadn't got very much sleep the night before. She was fearful of her new surroundings and the man that slept down the hall. Goten had been true to his word and didn't bother her all night. Bra got out of bed and stretched. Her body hurt from fighting the night before and from sleeping on the unfamiliar bed. She examined the bruises on her arms the men had given her. They were dark and ugly. She would give anything for a regeneration tank right now. A long sleeve shirt would have to do, she decided, as she got dressed. When she finished dressing, she quietly snuck out into the hall, unsure of what she'd find. Hearing voices coming from the kitchen, she crept in that direction.
She poked her head around the doorway and saw Goten talking with a woman. Bra felt her heart sink. Is that his mate? she wondered. The woman was tall, with short, light brown hair. She didn't seem to be very happy with him as she was giving him a very dirty look. Goten didn't look very comfortable himself. He was leaning against the counter with his arms crossed over his chest, a frown on his handsome face. Bra was confused by all of this and decided to eavesdrop on their conversation before making her 1presence known.
"Answer me now, Goten. Why did you say that last night?" The girl said angrily.
Goten's frown deepened. He did not want to deal with Callie and her stupid questions. He didn't get much sleep last night with Beta in the next room. He had to fight with himself all night not to go in there and now he had to deal with this.
"Where is he now?" He asked.
Callie growled. "He took Avis out hunting this morning. Damnit, Goten! Don't try and change the subject. I want a fucking answer now! Do you just like making my life harder than it already is?"
"You know what I said is true, Callie. I don't understand why you try and deny it."
"No, I don't know that." Callie said getting angrier.
"You wanna find out?" Goten said smirking slightly. He reached a hand out and ran it through her hair. Callie took a step backward and smacked his hand away.
"Knock that shit off, Goten!" She all but yelled. "What the hell is your problem? We work together and you're my friend. That's all. You can't keep doing shit like this!"
Goten angrily spun around and slammed open the refrigerator door. He reached inside and grabbed a bottle off one of the shelves. "We were more once before." He said angrily as he ripped the top off and took a big drink.
Callie's eyes flashed with rage and she ripped the bottle away from Goten's mouth. "It's nine a clock in the fucking morning! You can't just keep drinking your problems away!"
Goten glared at her. "Don't you understand, Callie? We had something together! I know we did! Then he came along and took you away from me!" He grabbed her arm. "If you would only give me one more night, I could make you remember." He said almost desperately.
Callie sighed as she set the bottle down. She looked into Goten's pleading eyes then closed her own briefly. When she opened them, all the anger was gone and was replaced with an almost regretful understanding.
"Goten," she said quietly. She reached a hand up to stroke his face. "That was a long time ago. We were both young and curious. We've talked about this." Goten's head dropped down in defeat and his entire body sagged. She put her hand under his chin and lifted his head so he was looking at her. "You know I love Tavis. He is my husband. We have a child together and he loves me."
Goten's eyes became hard. "He treats you like shit and you know it. I would treat you so much better . . . " He trailed off as Callie placed a finger to his lips.
"Shh," she hushed him, "What goes on behind our doors is no one's business but our own. I know Tavis and I know he loves me and that's all that matters. Get over it Goten or it'll get you killed someday. I don't want a repeat performance of last night." She said as she stepped away from him. She took the liquor bottle and began to dump it out in the sink. Goten watched her with disinterested eyes. "Sober up, Goten. I'll come by in a few days to check on you." She gave him one last look over then walked out of the kitchen.
Bra jumped back and pressed herself up against the wall as she passed. She didn't seem to notice her. Bra heard a heavy sigh from the kitchen and looked back in. Goten was leaned up against the counter, arms crossed over his chest, head down and his eyes closed. He sighed again and opened his eyes. He shook his head as if to clear it of thought and opened the fridge door. She saw him take out another bottle, open it and begin to drink from it. He drank half of it straight without stopping for breath. Then he took another bottle off one of the shelves and shut the door. She watched him for a minute longer as he finished the rest of the contents of the first bottle then started on the second one.
Bra sighed silently and went back into her room. She decided now wouldn't be a good time to go in there and would give him some space. She lay back down on the bed and tried to digest everything she'd heard and seen. Silently she wondered what she'd managed to get herself into this time and if it would be a good idea to stay here with someone like him.
Trunks paced the floor of the throne room. He was alone, having sent everyone away so he could think. He had to have Pan sedated about an hour ago. She'd been hysterical and wouldn't stop crying after the first reports came back with nothing. She blamed herself for everything, saying she should have been there for Bra and that it had always been her duty to guard her from the day she was born. That she'd failed and now Bra was probably hurt somewhere and she couldn't help her. Pan tried to leave the palace to look for her and that's when Trunks had her put under. She fought him but Trunks overpowered her and now she was asleep in their bed. He had his strongest guards watching her, giving strict orders that if she woke up to sedate her again. He didn't want to have to worry about Pan too. It was better if she was just asleep right now.
The searches had been fruitless. Nothing was turned up and no one saw anything out of the ordinary last night. Probably because everyone was too busy getting celebrating to notice. Bra picked the perfect time to get away. The entire planet had been distracted. He called off the searches for the night, deciding to start again in the morning when he could be more organized. The only thing he really knew was that she drugged her guards and was still on the planet because all the ships were accounted for.
What he didn't understand was that no one had seen her yet. Bra's blue hair and eyes should be a dead give away to her heritage. She was the only person on the planet, save him, that looked like that. This worried him to no end. He worried that someone found her and killed her, or worse. He didn't want to think about what worse could be. Bra was a very powerful girl but she didn't take her training seriously, power meant nothing if you couldn't control it, and fight. While she was stronger than most she didn't have good technique and that could mean trouble against some of Vegetsei's more seasoned warriors.
Trunks sighed, running his hands through his hair. His father hadn't returned yet and this worried him too. He knew his father was going insane not knowing where she was. Bra was "Daddy's Little Girl" and he knew it was killing him with her missing. He was probably tearing the planet apart looking for her. At least that's what the reports were telling him. The last report turned up nothing though, not even his father's destruction. This bothered Trunks. The King had been just barely hanging onto his sanity since the Queen's death. Bra missing just might push him over the edge of no return, especially if she turned up dead.
Trunks ruthlessly tried to push that thought out of his head but it wouldn't leave. They couldn't find her ki! If they could his father would be home with her by now. It was a very real scenario. If she were dead, he would kill everyone involved and all of their families, but he couldn't think like that. The planet was huge, the largest in this solar system, she could be anywhere by now. It would take time to find her, but they would. He had no doubt in that. They would find her and if she was dead they would find her murderers and make them pay, but he could feel it in his soul she was alive. She had to be. For the sake of their planet, she had to be alive. He didn't know what his father would do if she weren't but he was sure it would involve mass destruction.
He turned toward the window and watched as the sun finished setting behind the mountains. Where are you Bra . . . father? Where have you gone? He thought as the last rays faded into the night sky. What a way to spend a honeymoon. He thought bitterly, his thoughts turning to his drugged wife. He really hated having to do that to her. He needed her here with him right now, but he couldn't afford her running off and getting herself in trouble too. He didn't know what else to do so he decided to go and look for his father.
He opened the doors and walked out onto the large balcony that overlooked the city. He looked down at the huge city below and silently wondered again where his sister was. He floated into the sky looking for his father's ki. Lucky for him, he wasn't suppressing it and he found it a ways behind the palace. He flew in that direction, pass the gardens and into the woods. He landed a few minutes later in a clearing and looked around.
He instantly recognized where he was. Where his parents had met and now where his mother was buried. He looked over to the waterfall, shining in all its beauty under the moonlit sky. He looked across the lake to find his father. He quietly floated over to him and landed silently behind him waiting for him to say something. Vegeta was kneeling down in front of the grave with his head bowed. They stayed like that for a long time, neither saying anything. Then Vegeta finally broke the silence.
"Has anything turned up?" His voice was deep and rough.
"No, not yet father." Trunks answered. He heard him sigh heavily and look up at the stone that marked the grave. Trunks felt a little uncomfortable, he wasn't used to seeing his father like this so he stayed quiet.
"I failed your mother, brat. I promised to keep her safe and I failed. And now I've failed her again. I promised to keep her Princess safe and I can't even find her… God knows what has happened to her. I can't find her ki. She's probably dead by now." He said softly in tone that Trunks could almost mistake as worried.
"She's not dead father. I know she's not. She's strong, she can handle herself until we find her."
"You sound so sure. They killed your mother before I even had the chance to get to her and I was right there, if you've forgotten."
"All those people are dead. You killed them yourself."
"Yes, I did. But that doesn't mean we don't still have enemies, especially now that you and Pan are married. Enemies are sneaky Trunks. They wait until you've relaxed and then strike. That is a lesson you shouldn't wait to learn the hard way."
"Bra left on her own father. She drugged her guards and left. No one took her."
"That doesn't mean they don't have her now." Vegeta snapped. "Bra would easily be picked out of a crowd. She is a good fighter but if she was out numbered she would not stand a chance."
Trunks said nothing for he knew what his father said was true. He had already thought about all of this. He didn't know what to say so he stared silently at his father's back for a long moment, deep in thought.
"We'll find her father." Trunks said softly after a while. "I swear I'll find her alive and well. She's out there somewhere, we only have to look."
Vegeta turned to look at him then and Trunks could see the half-crazed look in his eyes. Trunks wondered what was keeping him together right then, but decided he didn't really want to know. His father was on the edge and it was only a matter of time before he fell off. And when he did there would be nothing that would be able to bring him back. Trunks started as he realized that if he did fall off that proverbial edge he would be forced to kill him, to save himself and his people.
"You better hope for your sake that you're right." Vegeta said. His voice was cold and his eyes glinted dangerously. Trunks could only nod his head for he knew what his father was capable of and that he would not hesitate to do it. Vegeta stood suddenly and took off into the sky, not giving a second look back.
Trunks sighed and walked up to his mother's grave. Beloved and Honorable Queen of Vegetsei, the marker read. A symbol from her homeland that stood for intelligence was engraved underneath the words that were written in the language of the people who had grown to honor her. Trunks often wondered what that planet she was from was like, but it was long ago destroyed and his mother hadn't been human since before he was born. Trunks wasn't half human but it was still apart of his heritage. His blue eyes and purple hair a constant reminder.
"I miss you mother. Things would have been so much better if you were still here. Please keep Bra safe." He said softly before he took off for the palace.
Bra was startled awake when someone knocked on the door. She didn't even realize she'd fallen asleep. She was covered in a cold sweat and the last few wisps of some horrible dream quickly faded away. She looked around the room, forgetting shortly where she was. She sat up as Goten opened the door and stuck his head in. He had a small apologetic smile on his face.
"I didn't want to wake you, but I thought you might be hungry." He said.
Bra looked at him, still a little disorientated from sleep. "What time is it?" She asked groggily.
"Well, it's late. I let you sleep because of the rough night you had. I also had some things to take care of and didn't want to bother you."
Bra looked out the window and noticed that it was dark out. She was shocked. I must have been more tired than I thought, she thought as she got up and followed Goten out of the room.
"I made some food. It should be done in a few minutes. You can shower if you want." He said pointing to the bathroom. Bra nodded and went in.
The hot shower felt good on her aching body. She couldn't believe she had slept all day. She thought about Goten and that woman and conversation they had in the kitchen that morning. His reaction to her made it clear that he had feelings for her. She thought more about his actions after she left. Bra wasn't naive enough not to know that drinking like that wasn't a good sign and yet she still didn't know what she planned on doing. Honestly, she wanted to give him the benefit of doubt, but still she was concerned.
Shaking her head, she washed herself, rinsed off and got out of the shower. She dried herself with a burst of ki and checked her hair in the mirror to make the die hadn't faded. Everything looked good, so she put her body suit back on but left the armor off.
She walked into the kitchen to find Goten trying to put a fire out on the stove. She laughed at him and went to help. They managed to get the fire out and when the threat was over, they started laughing.
"Thanks for the help." He said between laughs. "I don't usually cook, so I don't know how good this stuff will be. But I followed one of my mother's recipes so it should be ok. She was the best cook on the planet, although I doubt any of the food called for a grease fire." He started laughing again at his own joke. "Here, go sit down. I'll serve you."
"Oh, you don't have to do that." Bra said politely, though she did not intend to serve herself. She went and sat down at the small table and watched as he put the finishing touches on the meal. She studied him while he worked. He was tall and handsome, just as she remembered him from the night before. His short black hair stood up in different directions and his body was well built, the shirt he was wearing barely containing his muscles. He had a cute ass too, she noticed with a smirk.
Goten turned and placed a huge plate filled with food in front of her. He grabbed his own and sat across from her. "Dig in!" He said and began to shovel food into his mouth. Bra watched him both amazed and disgusted that he could eat so fast. She began on her own food slower, taking dainty bites. To her surprise, the food was actually good.
After Goten finished off his first plate and got a second one, he started up conversation. He ate his food slower this time because he wanted to talk to her and because he noticed the looks she was giving him at his table manners. He was used to the looks but for some reason wanted to make a good impression on her. Goten told bad jokes and amusing stories from his missions. He loved to see her laugh. Her entire face lit up and the sound was like music to his ears.
They stayed in the kitchen talking after they got done eating and Bra was enjoying herself until Goten started talking about the things he did that day. This made her remember the conversation she overheard earlier and she began to feel uncomfortable. She really liked Goten but remembered the way he had looked at the other girl. Even if the other girl already had a mate, she didn't want to be second to anyone.
Goten noticed her become uncomfortable and stopped his senseless chattering. He had no idea what he'd done or said to upset her. "Beta, what's wrong?" He asked frowning slightly. Women were so temperamental.
"I should probably go." Bra said standing up. She didn't wait for his reply as she turned and headed for the door. She had to get out of there. She didn't know where she would go, but she knew she couldn't stay there.
Goten jumped up and ran after her. "Where are you going? Beta it's late, don't leave." He reached her and grabbed her arm making her stop.
"Goten I should leave. I thank you for your hospitality, but I really should go."
"Where are you going to go? I thought you didn't have anywhere." He said not letting go of her arm.
"I don't but..." She didn't get a chance to finish as Goten cut her off.
"Then stay here. This house is lonely by myself. You don't have anywhere else to go tonight, so stay. Just for the night at least. I won't take no for an answer." He said firmly that left little room for argument.
Bra sighed and smiled at him. He really was sweet, she did like him, and she didn't really know where else to go. Maybe one more night wouldn't hurt. Maybe if I just get to know him better… she thought as she turned to face him. "Ok, I'll stay if you insist." She said shyly.
Goten smiled widely, glad that she was staying. She certainly was beautiful and he would like to get to know her better. And get her into bed, he thought, but she didn't look like that type of girl. This one would take time and he could work on that if she were here. He didn't plan on rushing things with her because he thought she was something special. He liked having her around though; she wasn't like any other girl he ever met before.
"I insist. I want you to stay for as long as you can. This house could use something beautiful in it." He said smoothly.
Bra blushed at the compliment. No one had ever really called her beautiful before. Maybe there was hope yet. Maybe she could help him forget about that other girl.