Author's note: Okay, this chapter was supposed to be posted this Saturday…but since we don't have classes today…I posted it. Thank you for all the reviews! =)

Disclaimer: The characters are NOT mine. They belong to CBS.

Cabin and Candles

"Do you like bugs?" asked Grissom

Sara was startled. "No…why?"

Grissom stared at his food. "Well…it's just…"

"Go on…" urged Sara

"Well…you might think I'm crazy...but, you…and Isabelle…are kind of…similar."

Sara frowned. She noticed it too…but she needed the prince to explain more. "Similar? How?"

"It's just that…Isabelle was the only one who could beat me in horse racing…and yet, you beat me. She and I were the only ones who used the library…and when you worked in the castle, we just so happened to see one another in the library."

Sara stared at her food. "You might just think we're similar because you're desperate for her to come back. Prince Gil…don't go expecting to find her. I don't think that will help you move on."

"Maybe…maybe you're right." admitted Grissom

Sara still wanted a conversation between them so she just changed the topic. "So…you like bugs?"

"Yes…yes I do. I don't understand why people hate bugs. Bugs help people return to what they were from the start. Ashes to Ashes…Dust to Dust."

Sara frowned. "Okay, as much as I want to converse with you, I can now clearly see that I steered the conversation in the wrong way. I have just realized that I don't want to talk about bugs over dinner. Especially over candlelit dinner."

Grissom smiled. "Well…why don't you want to talk about bugs over candlelit dinner?"

"I don't want to…because having candlelit dinner is romantic…in a way…and when you talk about bugs over candlelit dinner…It just spoils the mood."

"I see. So…you're an old fashioned girl. You like candlelit dinners regardless of whether you eat at home or at a fancy place."

"I…like candlelit dinners…regardless of where you eat, as long as there's candlelight…but I think I would prefer candlelit dinners at home."

"Why is that?"

"Maybe because if you have a candlelit dinner with your loved one in his or your home, then either of you would cook. And it would be nice if either of you cooked because you show that you really care. Of course, if it's at home, there's a bedroom nearby in case…"

Grissom blushed and Sara noticed.

"Your Majesty…are you blushing?"

Grissom nodded.

Sara smiled. "Why?"

"I guess I didn't expect your answer to be so detail-oriented."

Sara laughed as she finished her food.

Sara started to clean the table and wash the plates but Grissom stopped her.

"I'll do this. You can go and take a bath…and I think there's something you can wear in the closet."

"All right your majesty."

Sara headed towards the bedroom and went inside its bathroom.

Sara's POV

As I lie in the bathtub, I began thinking about things.

I mainly thought about Isabelle and about how Prince Gil noticed that we were quite…similar. As much as I hate to say it, we were quite similar. But I kept telling myself that I was only thinking that we were similar because I'm falling for Prince Gil…and Prince Gil loves Isabelle.

In a way, I think I want to be Isabelle. But that dream is impossible. Isabelle is a princess of Kysria, while I'm just a lowly maid who came from the orphanage.

I wanted to stop comparing myself and Isabelle, but somehow…I can't seem to stop.

I can't help but think about Prince Gil.

His blue gorgeous eyes…

His salt and pepper locks…

His muscular arms…

"Sara?" said Prince Gil.

I quickly snapped out of my day dreaming.

"Yes your highness?" I asked

"I was just calling you to see if you were still awake. I thought you have fallen asleep in the tub."

"Oh well…I was just finishing taking a bath…"

"No worries Sara…take your time."

…But I didn't. Well, I finished taking a bath quickly since Prince Gil was also going to use the bathroom. As I stepped out of the bathroom, I saw Prince Gil who was still wet from taking a bath. It was just then that I realized that there was another bathroom in this cabin.

He looked amazing. He was staring outside the window but then, he turned and looked at me.

He held up a nightgown. "I found something you can wear…it was…left here by the previous owners"

I took the nightgown. "Thank you your highness."

…and I started to go back into the bathroom to change.

A.N: What do you think? =)