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Shocking Revelations

"Sara is Isabelle," whispered a very tired and sweaty Prince Gil to Queen Emily.

Prince Gil had made his horse run as fast as he could to the castle from the cabin, and once the horse was put safely in the stables, Prince Gil ran as fast as he could to the Queen and King's bedroom.

Queen Isabelle and King Arthur were both sitting up on the bed, trying to listen to the prince, but so far, no luck. They couldn't hear anything comprehensible.

"Come again?" said the Queen politely

"Sara is Isabelle," wheezed Prince Gil as he struggled to catch his breath, "I know because I noticed a gold locket that Isabelle was wearing in one of the photos in one of my picture albums in the cabin, and I remembered that Sara had that exact locket. She said she always wore it because it was the only thing she could remember that came from her previous family."

"I knew it," the Queen said.

"You did?" asked Prince Gil, incredulous.

"I did…but I had my doubts."

Suddenly, Prince Gil was angry, "You should have told me!"

"I didn't want to tell you while I still had doubts. I didn't want to give you false hope because I knew that my guess could be incorrect. I wanted to make sure that my guess was correct before I told you because believe me, I know how much it hurts to hope for something, only to find out that the reason that gave you hope wasn't true."

"Enough with the drama," the king said, "I know that you two have your issues, but please talk about them later. When we don't have a maiden waiting for us to find and help her. Gilbert, are you sure she's Isabelle?"

"I'm positive, father."

"Well, even though you're positive, we still have to tell the Queen of Kysria, Queen Renee, and we have to have her opinion whether Sara is Isabelle or not. After all, she is the aunt of Isabelle."

Prince Gil nodded quickly, wanting to get this over with. He wanted to look for Sara now.

"Couldn't we look for Sara first? I mean...let's just see if she's Isabelle or not once she's saved. Her life is on the line here," Prince Gil said.

"I will send the guards to look around the kingdom for Sara. I want you to lead them. And then, I'll send two guards to tell Queen Renee and King Dale to come here."

With a nod, Prince Gil quickly bowed and went out the door to tell the guards of their important mission.

"You are just...insane. Mental. Whatever word you fancy to describe you," Sara shouted.

"Can I describe myself as handsome?"

Sara smirked, "Prince Vincent, how can I possibly answer your question? I don't even know if monsters can be handsome."

Prince Vincent smirked, "You do know that you wouldn't be able to bait me again, don't you?"

Sara sighed. She did know. Now how am I going to get out of my prison?

"You know, you can get out of your prison by merely agreeing to marry me," Prince Vincent said, "actually, if you say yes, this will be a win/win situation. Think about it, you'll finally be a princess, and I'll finally have you as my wife."

"Never," she spat.

"Then so be it," Prince Vincent smirked and then he smiled evilly. "I will not let you go until you say yes."

"Go to hell. I will never say yes. I'd like to marry someone of the same species, thank you very much," Sara sarcastically said.

"That's your choice. Just remember than when my dear brother Gilbert dies, it's your entire fault."

All colour drained out of Sara face. Her suddenly fearful eyes looked up to Vincent's face.

"You wouldn't dare," she stammered.

"I would. And believe me, I'll have the pleasure of killing him with my very own bare hands," Prince Vincent smirked. "You see, he's been too much of a hindrance lately. And I don't really like him that much. He's always the one my mother's proud of. I don't care much for the king praising Gilbert for the king really isn't my father...but the Queen...she's my mother. I always try to please her, but no matter what I do, it's always Gilbert this, Gilbert that. And you know what? I'm sick of it. He always gets what he wants. Well now, it's time for payback. It's time for me to get the things I deserve. It's time for me to be the star. I promised myself that I would never, ever let Gilbert get you. He's got too much of mine already."

Sara's tied hands shook. She very much knew that Vincent will do exactly that. Maybe she should marry him. After all, Prince Gil didn't really love her. He didn't really think she was worth the risk, so she might as well marry Vincent. After all, if she didn't marry him, then Prince Gil would die for a girl he didn't really love.

She said, "Okay."

"Okay, what? I didn't hear you," he smirked.

"Yes, I'll marry you."

Vincent smiled. He now got what he wanted, "Sara, I am pleased. Now, I want you to act like you want to marry me because if you give even just one indication that you are being forced to marry me—which is untrue since you decided for yourself—I'll kill Prince Gil."

Sara gulped, "This isn't really my decision to make! You more or less blackmailed me into saying yes!"

Vincent shook his head, "and yet, you chose to listen. I didn't blackmail you. I merely told you of what would happen should you say no."

"That is a euphemism for blackmail."

"That depends on what you think of it. I think of it as a warning. You think of it as blackmail," Vincent said, his eyes twinkling.

Sara sighed.

"So now, what is you're decision again?" Vincent taunted.

"Yes, I'll marry you," Sara said in a small voice

"Say what? I didn't hear you."

Sara sighed and said in a clear voice, "Yes, I'll marry you."

Vincent untied her from the chair and let her stand up.

"Now I want to hear you say that again, after all, there's no harm in doing that, right?" Vincent said.

"Prince Vincent, I'll marry you," said Sara in a clear loud voice because she didn't want to repeat the words again.

At that same time, the door to the abandoned building opened to reveal a slightly shocked, panting Prince Gil.

"Sara?"

At that particular moment, Sara realized that Prince Gil heard.

"Are you really going to marry Vincent?" Gil asked, afraid of the answer.

Sara gulped, "Yes. I will. I love Vincent."

Vincent gently took her hand and led her out of the abandoned building, "Come now my dear, we have to plan for the wedding."

As they passed by Prince Gil, Sara faced Prince Vincent and pleaded, "Please, let me talk to him," she whispered.

"Alright, but remember what will happen once you tell him. I will be outside, listening to what you'll be saying."

Sara gulped, now how will she tell Prince Gil of Vincent's plans?

"Alright."

Vincent left, and Sara turned to face Prince Gil.

"Why?" Prince Gil said in a breathless voice.

"Because I love him," Sara said.

"I thought you loved me. Was that just a figment of my imagination?"

Sara willed herself to stay strong, "Yes, yes it is. I waited too long. You didn't love me. I turned to Prince Vincent who is always there for me, unlike you."

"Sara, I love you. I know that now."

Sara felt her eyes watering, "You are being fooled by yourself. You never loved me. Never had, never will. I will not go back to you just to be forced into a marriage with you just so you can keep me from my true love."

"Sara, please listen. I do. I do love you."

Sara willed herself to be strong, and said in a clear cold voice, "I hate you. I never loved you."

With that, she exited the building, hoping that he got her clue. Hoping that all the 'I will not go back to you just to be forced into a marriage with you just so you can keep me from my true love.' Speech she just said would make Prince Gil realize that she was being forced by Prince Vincent to marry her.

When she was finally outside, her tears finally fell. She felt Vincent's arm around her and she shuddered. She removed his hand in disgust.

"I'll put up with your stubbornness for now. But remember, once we're married, you shall let me touch you, wherever, whenever," he said. "By the way, great acting back there. Good to know that you still remember my warning."

Sara just cried. She cried for her true love, and for the love that will never be.

A.N: Sorry for the late update. I've just been too busy. =)