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Stupidity

Prince Gil finally stood up from the kneeling position he forced himself into. He hated what he had done. He hated his decision. He hated the fact that what he did pushed Sara to leave him.

...Which was exactly the thing he avoided. He didn't start a relationship with Sara because of a lot of things...but the most important reason that forced him not to have a relationship with her was that he didn't want her to leave. He was afraid that if they moved too fast, she would leave.

And yet, she still left.

He made a decision that made his situation a lose/lose situation.

Life can be a slap in the face sometimes. Okay, maybe most of the time.

Grissom sighed and started walking towards the castle.

From now on, the pagoda wouldn't be his special place.

...For it was the place that held the last memories of the woman that gave him a second chance in love.

"Good Evening mother, good evening Queen Azrielle."

Prince Gil finally arrived at the palace, and he felt rude for interrupting her mother's chit chat with the Queen of Catalyx, Queen Azrielle, but what he had to ask his mother was important.

He kissed the back of Queen Azrielle's hand merely because it was required for princes to show respect to Queens and Kings.

"Good Evening, Prince Gil. Have you seen King Angelo? He was supposed to meet me here with our children, Prince Seth and Princess Sarielle."

Prince Gil politely responded, "I'm sorry Queen Azrielle, I haven't seen them. I was too busy..."

What? I was too busy breaking up with Sara, when things have barely started? That I was too busy breaking her heart just as I did a lot of times before?

That I was too busy hurting her, unknowingly pushing her to leave me?

Prince Gil gulped and continued, "...doing things."

"Well, Gil...this is your ball. Have you found someone who could be your wife?" asked the Queen

...Other than Sara because you haven't told me the truth yet?

"No...Not yet." The prince paused and asked, "Mother, have you seen Sara?"

"No, I haven't seen her. Actually, come to think of it, I haven't seen her since she introduced you to the various princesses and duchesses wanting to be your wife."

Prince Gil's eyebrow rose. "So, you haven't asked for her? You didn't call for her or anything?"

"No, of course not."

Prince Gil rubbed his hand to his face.

"I think we have a problem."

It was now the Queen whose eyebrow raised. "Really? And what may that problem be?"

"I think Sara is kidnapped. And I have an idea who kidnapped her."

"Who may that be?"

"Prince Vincent Lurie."

Queen Azrielle gasped, and Queen Emily rubbed her hand to her face.

"I knew this would happen. Eventually I knew Vincent would try to steal Sara from you. I knew about your...affection for Sara. I was just waiting for you to tell me of that. And when you didn't, I decided that the ball would still go on."

Prince Gil ran his fingers through his hair. What more could go wrong today?

Prince Vincent's POV

I smiled. My plan had gone by without a hitch. I got Sara...without so much as a fight. I didn't even break a sweat.

I knew following them to the pagoda was a good thing.

**FLASHBACK**

I was running, striving to catch up with them. Damn. They were fast runners. I shuddered to think how fast Sara could run once I threatened her.

Finally, I caught up with them. Struggling to catch my breath, I hid behind a tree and saw them approaching my dear brother's pagoda.

My hand flew to my mouth. My goodness. Prince Gil was kissing Sara Sidle. The girl I hoped to marry.

My hands clenched into fists. He was kissing her. The woman I desired.

I realized that he would stop all of this eventually. After all, he still thought that Sara and I were dating.

And stop, he did. Thank goodness.

I realized that Sara was crying. I frowned. What did Sara see in him? He hurt her almost every day.

Quickly I decided to stop their talk. I needed to intervene.

I put on my best fake smile, and started walking towards them.

"Hello, I knew you two were here." I said, hoping they didn't notice how forced my smile was. I knew they weren't going to notice it. After all, they were too busy trying to hide their tears from the drama they had a while ago.

"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." I said, thinking of her earlier complaint about having to run with high heeled shoes on.

"Sure."

I walked away, needing to prepare.

I walked towards the clearing where I ordered one of the guards to put my horse in. I found him there, and I sighed, thanking the guard inwardly that he had at least managed to achieve the task I assigned him.

I took one of the heavy pieces of wood that I found on the ground and hid behind a tree. Once I saw her approaching, I swung the piece of wood, and hit her straight on the head.

She dropped to the ground and for a moment, I feared that I might have hit her too hard.

I checked for her pulse, and I sighed. I didn't hit her too hard.

I carried her to my horse, and I sped away.

I was snapped out of my thoughts by Sara who was starting to be conscious.

"Where am I? Why am I here?" she must have noticed me because she started yelling.

"...You! I hate you!" She said, struggling to get out of her restraints.

I smirked. "And I love you too." I walked towards her and whispered, "I know you love me too."

"You're a psychopath. You clearly need help! Let me out of here!"

I shook my head. "No. Not unless you agree to be my wife."

"Never." She spat.

"Then I would never let you out of that chair."

A.N: I'm thinking every one of you hate Vincent right now...

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