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Special Place, Special Lady

"We certainly have to stop running, Prince Gil. It seems like we are already far away from the castle, and I do have to remind you that I am wearing high heeled shoes unlike you, Prince Gil. So please...have mercy, and let's just walk."

Sara was breathless, her hands on her knees. She wiped her forehead with the sleeve of her left arm, and looked at Prince Gil.

Prince Gil had his jacket on his right arm, the two buttons of his long sleeved dark blue shirt open. He had a sheen of sweat covered his forehead, something that Sara desperately wanted to wipe. Because she knew it was an intimate gesture.

Sara shook her head. Tonight was supposed to be the night when Prince Gil would find a wife and yet...she's thinking about him in a sexual kind of way.

"Prince Gil." Said Sara

Prince Gil looked at her. "Yes?"

"I don't mean to be such a killjoy, but...are we there yet? Because if we are, I would certainly love for something to sit on. My feet are killing me."

Prince Gil smiled. "Relax Sara. We are almost there. Let's just walk...You seem tired." Prince Gil blushed and looked at Sara sheepishly. "Er...I'm so sorry that I told you that we should run. I totally forgot that you are wearing high heeled shoes tonight."

Sara shrugged. "It's alright."

The young Prince offered her his hand, and she gladly took it, wanting to feel his hand covering hers. "So uh, where is this special place?" she asked, still breathing heavily.

The prince looked at her briefly, and shrugged. "It's beside the beautiful lake up ahead. We're nearing it already, don't worry."

Sara's face changed from confusion to amazement in a matter of seconds. She looked ahead and saw a beautiful place filled with large trees which surrounded a lake. Beside the lake was one of the most beautiful pagodas Sara had ever seen. It was coloured light blue, while the roof was painted dark blue. Inside it were two beautifully carved wooden chairs, with a matching beautifully carved wooden table.

They went inside the pagoda and Sara immediately walked towards one of the corners where she can see the fishes swimming in the lake.

"Wow." Sara's breath left her in a rush. "This place is beautiful Prince Gil."

Sara was surprised when she felt the prince's hands on either side of her, holding the railings, effectively trapping her beneath the prince. However, instead of feeling scared, She felt…content, comfortable, like it was meant for her to be in his arms forever.

Sara turned her body to face him. And what a good mistake she made.

When she turned around, her lips collided with Prince Gil's.

Prince Gil put his hands on Sara's hips and kissed her sensually, as if afraid to let her go. He was afraid. He knew he was making a mistake, kissing her…but he didn't stop. He couldn't stop. This woman just plain drove him crazy. All night, he had been staring at her, at a complete loss for words because she was just so beautiful.

The kiss turned from sensual to passionate to frenzy. They simply couldn't stop. They only parted when the need for air brought them back to reality.

Prince Gil forced himself to stop himself. To stop her. To stop themselves from making what might be the greatest mistake they would ever make. He couldn't take this chance. The stakes were too high. If this didn't work out, Sara would eventually leave him again in his cold black and white world. He wouldn't have that. No…not again. Sara was like crayons…colouring his world, showing him that there was more to life than working and being alone. Sara convinced him that he had a second chance to be happy. Sara taught him how to love even though he thought he couldn't anymore for Isabelle had died.

And if she would leave him if this didn't work out…he would rather have her as a friend.

Prince Gil allowed himself to remember that night they shared…that night was one of the nights he would never forget. Sara kissed him…and he didn't stop kissing her. His loss of self-control became something beautiful…something he would forever cherish. Until he realized his mistake the next morning and left Sara on his bed, sleeping.

"Sara…we have to stop." panted the prince, his voice breaking the peaceful silence.

Prince Gil saw Sara's eyes flash with a lot of emotions. Desire, happiness, confusion, fear, and finally…anger.

"What? Why?" asked Sara, panting heavily.

"Because…" He was at a loss for words. What would he tell her? Because I can't risk letting you go. Because I love you too much, you might run away if we move too fast. Because I'm not quite sure whether to follow the rules as a prince, or love you as a man loves a woman.

Because I'm insecure. I'm afraid you would only push me away once you see that I'm not good enough for you. That I'm not the one you want. And I'm afraid that you might break my heart. Because I'm not sure if I want to be loyal to Isabelle. Because I'm not sure if my family and the kingdom would accept you.

Because you're already with my brother Vincent.

How nice would it be if there were no rules that prohibited us from being with one another? How nice could it be if I wasn't so insecure?

Prince Gil breathed the air in deeply, feeling remorseful for what he will do. He was going to hurt Sara. Just as he did so many times in the past.

"Because we cannot be together." He finally said, burrowing his face in his hands.

Sara couldn't believe what she was hearing. Here he was, hurting her again. Breaking off everything good that happened between them before it barely started.

"You can't be serious. You just can't be!" Sara swiped at the tears falling. "How many times have you hurt me already? How many times have you already made me lose hope only to give me hope again which only lead to heartbreak." Choked Sara, her face in her hands. "Heartbreak…and Heartache."

Her voice was strained. How she wanted to give up. To lose hope completely. But Prince Gil wouldn't let her. And she was tortured by it.

"I cannot believe this. How could you even do this?" Sara's voice softened. "Why, Prince Gil? Was it me? Am I not good enough for you? Why did you stop?" she sobbed.

"No…no, Sara…it isn't you. But rather me. We cannot be together. Understand?" he said, trying to sound strong even though he felt weak.

Sara shook her head. "I don't think we could ever move past this Prince Gil…Listen…I think I should go. I need some space. Both of us need space. And uhh…I'm going to give you some. I think I should leave."

"Leave? As in forever?" Prince Gil asked, fearful of the answer. Once Sara nodded though, he grabbed her shoulders and shook her hard. "Don't leave. Please. It's not your fault…It's mine. I'm sorry that I hurt you…But we cannot be together. We just can't."

Sara heard footsteps. Someone was approaching them. She quickly got out her handkerchief and wiped the tears off her face.

"Hello, I knew you two were here." Said Prince Vincent, smiling. "Sara, the Queen wants to talk to you. I brought my horse…we can ride it to the castle. I don't want to make you run since I knew you had high heeled shoes tonight."

Sara sniffled. "Sure."

Prince Vincent walked away, and Sara walked outside of the pagoda. She looked one last time at Prince Gil.

"Please. Don't leave, Sara. Don't." whispered Prince Gil.

"Don't make this harder than it already is Prince Gil. Please just…stay well." Sara whispered.

With one last look at him, Sara walked away, her heart breaking for the only man she ever loved, and for herself.

She walked through the woods and saw the horse. She walked towards it until she felt someone hit her head, and all turned into darkness.

A.N: Wow. I suck at angst. And smut.

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