"Thank you for the wine, Françoise. I would have to say that wine was the best wine I ever had." Arthur slipped back on his black tail coat and buttoned the couple buttons in the front only to straighten it out, making it look nice. "I'm sorry that I have to bail on you so quickly, I have to make sure that Alfred doesn't worry and the ball is almost over. Oh! And, I hope you don't mind…"

Arthur pulled out a black bag and walked over to Françoise's wooden dresser, grabbing the crown. Picking it up, Arthur spun it around, looking at it's light golden color with it's shining multi-colored jewels on the tips.

"I plan on taking a few things~ Don't worry, you'll hardly notice them gone."

Arthur smirk and dropped the crown into his bag, causing a quiet rattle as the crown hit other jewelry and such. He walked over to the side of the bed, kneeling down and pulling out the box Françoise pulled out. He smiled at the lock that rested open.

"Oh, Françoise, you forget to relock your box. Someone could easily steal your wine~"

Arthur smirked and opened up the box to see many bottles of the wine he had shared with her. He grabbed one of them only to wrap it in cloth and slid it into his bag as well. He shut the box, clicking it shut, and kicking it back under the bed. He turned and walked over to the door twirling a key around his finger.

"And again, thank you for the wine~" He glanced back at the bed, looking at Françoise's sleeping form. Her face was slightly red from the amount of wine she had taken. She slept in a relaxed state, not a thought in her mind. Smirking one last time, Arthur left the room, shutting the lights off and closing the door.

Arthur walked down the hall of the castle quietly looking around as he tried to remember what the layout looked like. Turning some corners, he finally reached the area that he wanted. He turned the last corner only to quickly run back around and press his body against the wall. Guards?! Why now? There is a ball going on and you still have guards?! I thought this castle was supposed to be open?! Arthur sighed and reached into his pocket and pulled out a knife that he never thought he would use. He fixed himself up and walked out. He began his walk over, keeping an eye on the guards. But, to his surprise, they never looked at him. He blinked and walked right up to stand in front of them. Neither of them moved. You have got to be kidding me… Both of the guards had their eyes closed and were, most likely, a sleep while standing… Arthur rolled his eye and placed the knife back into his pocket and pulled back out the key. Inserting into the keyhole, he unlocked the door and opened it up. Stepping into the room his eye instantly widened.

Gold. Silver. Gems. Jewels. Everything. It was a pirate's dream. Arthur's smirk grew as he couldn't control himself any longer. He quickly shut the door and placed the bag on the ground only to go through everything. Expensive things. In the bag. Jewels. In the bag. Crowns. Bag. Jewelry. Bag. Anything that looked like a lot of money, or was just plain amazing, was tossed into the large bag. Quickly, the bag filled, causing him to growl. He never had enough room for everything. Never!

"OW!" Arthur hissed, snapping back into reality. He blinked a bit before sighing. "No. I am still on land. I am still in the castle. I have to control myself until I get back to the boat…" Arthur looked down at his left arm to see the sleeve rolled up, scratches and freshly drawn blood running down his arm and onto his hand. "Damn it… This needs to stop…" Arthur sighed once again before pulling out a rag from his pocket. He quickly whipped away the blood and tied the cloth around the scratches only to pull the sleeve back down. He closed up the bag and throw it over his shoulder. You might think the bag was too heavy for Arthur to carry, but you're not that far off. Yes, the bag is heavy, but Arthur is stronger than he looks… Much stronger… Arthur slowly opened the door and peered out to see the guards were still sleeping at post. Quietly, he stepped out and shut the door, relocking it. Carefully, he walked past the guards and began his trip down route number 2.

At the end of the hall he had taken was a window. Exactly where the plans had said it was. Smiling, he quickly walked over and set the bag down. He pulled out his knife and stuck it in the lock. Lightly moving the knife around it took about a minute or so until the lock unlocked with a click. Slipping it back into his pocket he carefully pushed open the window only to be greeted by a light gust of wind. Smiling, Arthur looked down to see the ground not that far off… This side of the castle was lined with bushes, making it safe for his bag. Arthur grabbed the bag and lifted it up over the edge. Carefully, he lowered it down as far as he could before holding his breath and dropping the bag. Quickly, it reached the bushes with a clink as the items all hit each other. But, besides that, it was alright. Arthur smiled and lifted himself up and over the ledge and out the window. He found his footing only to reached back up and shut the window, making it look like nothing had happened. He slowly made his way down the castle side and into the bushes. He stood up and walked out of the bushes only to brush himself off. Looking back at the bag, he pushed it farther into the bushes to hide it. With that, he walked back around the castle and re-entered.

Music was still playing and people were still dancing. They all must be planning to leave at the last minute. He walked into the crowd and weaved in and out, making his way across the ballroom and back over to where Lewis and Grace where before he left. Thankfully, they were still there. But, Alfred and Emily were nowhere to be seen. They must still be dancing.

"Arthur! Glad to have you back with us." Lewis smiled. Grace looked over only to smile as well. Arthur smiled and walked up to them.

"Sorry for being gone. I had to take care of something." Lewis nodded, understanding completely.

"No. It's fine, Arthur. Business is Business." Grace smiled. Arthur looked around, still not seeing Alfred or Emily.

"Are the two still out there? Dancing?" Arthur looked back at the two.

"Of course." Grace explained. "Emily has been teaching Alfred how to dance. Catches on quickly, that boy. They've just been dancing all night. Oh, how I love young love~" She smiled. Arthur instantly froze and glanced back at Grace, seeing her smile. He glanced at Lewis to see him chuckling lightly.

"L-Love…?"

"Why, of course, Arthur." Lewis explained with a smirk. "So, what about you? Do you have a lady yet, or are you still afraid of them?~" He teased. Instantly, Arthur narrowed his eye at Lewis and growled.

"I have never, and never will be, afraid of women!" Arthur hissed.

"Come on~" Lewis walked over and draped an arm over Arthur's shoulder. "I'm just playing~ But, at least tell me you find some girls attractive. Or, have a girl." Arthur blushed lightly as he looked at the ground. "Really? After all these years?" Arthur pulled away from Lewis and narrowed his eyes.

"I'm not like you or Francis, alright?" Arthur crossed his arms.

"You weren't that different all those years ago." Lewis moved closer to Arthur so Grace wouldn't hear. "You would still watch 'em walking down the streets with us when we would land." Arthur looked down, remembering that time…

"Look at that one! Man…" A young, rougher looking Lewis smirked.

"You 'ave a good eye, Lewis~" A young blond nudged Lewis. He was the one called Francis. He turned to look over at a young Arthur, seeing what he was up to. "Find anyzing interesting, Arzer?" Arthur jumped slightly only to whip his head back around to see Francis and Lewis looking at him.

"What?" He growled slightly.

"Are you even lookin'?" Lewis asked. Arthur blinked, blushing a bit.

"O-Of course!" Arthur crossed his arms and looked back out at the streets. Francis and Lewis looked at each other only to shrug and look back out as well. Arthur sighed lightly and rested his head in his arms only to look down. Of course he wasn't looking… His eyes never stayed on a woman as he and his friends looked. It would always move to men, no matter how hard he tried. Sighing, Arthur looked back up and tried watching the women walking by. Every time they would walk by he would focus his eyes at important parts, but nothing stood out to him… Not even the ones Lewis and Francis kept pointing out. Maybe he was just meant to never fall in love…

"That's what it means, huh?" Arthur sighed.

"What's what mean?" Lewis asked. Arthur stood up and turned around.

"I'm headin' in for today…"

"Arzer, wait." Francis stood up, but Arthur had always began his walk back to the ship.

"Listen, Lewis." Arthur pulled away and looked directly into Lewis's eyes. "I'm not like you or Francis at all. You don't know anything and I suggest you stay out of it. Now, it's getting late and I have to be on my way. I promised to return Alfred back to Francis every once and a while, and if I don't leave, I won't arrive there on time." Lewis blinked, but sighed with a smile.

"I'm sorry, Arthur. I've known that you're different." Arthur blinked. "After that, you never came back out, ever." Lewis looked back up at Arthur. "You shouldn't keep Francis waiting. Next time you back to this island, you should stop by and say hello, alright?" He smiled. Arthur blinked, but sighed with a smile.

"Alright." Arthur nodded.

"Arthur!" The group of 3 adults turned around to see Emily and Alfred running back over, hand in hand. Grace and Lewis smiled, while Arthur sighed.

"Hello, Alfred." Arthur looked back at Alfred to see him smiling. "Are you ready to leave?" Alfred and Emily blinked.

"Leave?" Emily asked, looking at Alfred. Alfred looked up at Arthur only for his eyes to widen.

"Oh… Yeah…" Alfred looked back at Emily. "We don't live here. We were just visiting…"

"Oh…" Emily looked down.

"It's alright, Emily. Alfred will visit again." Grace smiled, walking over to her daughter and grabbing her hand. Emily's hand let go of Alfred's and walked over next to her mother. Alfred looked at Emily only to walk over to Arthur.

"Of course. I hope you stop by soon, hm?" Lewis asked, looking back over at Arthur. Arthur looked over and nodded. The two shook hands and peered apart. Arthur began his trip out of the castle, with Alfred quickly following. Lewis and his family gave a wave goodbye before beginning to leave themselves.