After they had re-aligned the moons, Prince Rhys was feeling a lot happier than he had been for some time, for now he could finally go to Cille and rescue Princess Maia. The party crossed the Bernink Province and made their way through the Helskiz Province. They could only get to Cille by going through Castle Shusoran, though, so Prince Rhys had to knock on the gate and wait for a reply.

"Who is it?" the King of Shusoran shouted.

"It's Prince Rhys! We've re-aligned the moons, and we need to go through your castle to get to Cille!" Rhys replied. The guards opened the gate, and Rhys and the party strode in.

"Well now, Prince! I feel that you will rescue your princess with little effort. Go forth and rescue Princess Maia with my blessing!" the King said. Rhys thanked him heartily, and then he led the party to the other exit out of Castle Shusoran, the one that lead to Cille.

"Actually, I'm surprised that my father even trusted you so much. I thought that he wouldn't let us in the second time, and frankly, I don't really fancy having you driving a knife at my throat again." Lyle sighed.

"To be honest, Lyle... I didn't particularly want to put you through that again. Even if it was just pretend." Rhys replied.

"Will you two princes stop chinwagging? We have a princess to save!" Lucy shouted. Wren cleared his throat.

"Excuse me, Prince Rhys... if you want to rescue Princess Maia, will you stop gassing at Prince Lyle? Do you want to get married or what?" Rhys cut his conversation with Lyle short, and then the party went across the land bridge and into the Layan town of Cille.

"Oh, would you look at that? Prince Lyle got himself some Orakio-lovers! How disgraceful!" one of the local women said in disgust. The other people gathered round and began muttering things about Prince Lyle - hurtful things.

"Shut up, you lousy peasants!" Lyle boomed after five minutes of constant insult. The people backed away slightly. Rhys sniggered slightly, but it was at Lyle's 'lousy peasants' comment.

"Prince Lyle... are we really lousy peasants?" one of the people asked timidly.

"Just because some of these people are Orakians doesn't mean that they're evil! Honestly! Don't EVER say that Orakians are nasty ever again, or you might find yourself on the wrong end of Prince Rhys' stick." Lyle replied with an edge of anger to his voice.

"One question, Prince... what is SHE?" a man asked, pointing at Lucy. She instinctively backed away.

"She comes from another world, from a place called England." Lyle replied coolly. The people stood in awe and wondered what England was and how they could get there. The party didn't answer them; instead they headed straight to the gate to Castle Cille. To their horror, it was locked tight!

"Now what?" Mieu asked.

"We'll have to get in somehow. And Rhys... don't even BOTHER tying me up again. Not after last time." Lyle said, increasing the sternness of his tone as he spoke.

"Was it because you turned into a big softie?" Rhys asked. Big mistake. Lyle rounded onto him with impossible speed.

"Shut up, Rhys! No, it wasn't that, but if you want to keep your life, I suggest you button it!" Lyle snapped, swinging his staff threateningly at Rhys. Whist the two princes had been arguing, Lucy had found another way into Castle Cille.

"Hey! I've found some strong vines growing over the wall of the castle! We could use them to climb up!" Lucy said excitedly. The party went over to the vines and inspected them, making sure that they were capable of holding up for Lyle, who was the heaviest member of the party.

"I'll go first." Lyle said. He handed his staff to Mieu and climbed the vines with immense speed and grace. When he reached the top, he motioned to Mieu, who promptly threw his staff up to him. When he had caught it, Lyle put his staff on the ground next to him and told everyone that he would help them as they got to the top.

"I suggested this, and I'm scared! I can't do it!" Lucy wailed.

"Don't worry, Lucy! As soon as I can safely get hold of you, I'll pull you up!" Lyle shouted in reply.

"Come on, then... I'll give you a hand." Lena said, and she followed Lucy over to the vines. She allowed Lucy to climb onto her back, and she stood up slowly, holding onto Lucy's feet so that she wouldn't fall and hurt herself. As soon as Lena had stood up fully, and after a little climbing, Lyle was able to get hold of her and pull her over the wall. Lena climbed up immediately afterwards.

"Alright! Come on, Rhys! There's just you, Wren and Mieu, and then we can rescue Maia!" Lyle shouted. Mieu made her way over to the vines first, followed closely by Wren and Rhys.

"OK, I'll go next." Rhys said, and he began to scale the vines. Lyle pulled him over as soon as he could, and then Mieu climbed up.

"Wren, come on!" Lyle yelled, but Wren was reluctant.

"Prince Lyle, the vines are very weakened. If I try to climb now, they'll tear and I'll be stuck here. You don't need me anyway, so go on without me." Wren replied. Lucy moved in front of Lyle.

"Don't say that, Wren! We could get tangled in a fight, and you're one of our best fighters!" she screeched. Wren sighed and began to scale the vines.

"Lyle, grab my ankles and lower me down." Lucy said. Lyle did so, and soon she was hanging upside down. Her skirt had fallen down and her knickers were showing. Lyle tried not to look at them, but he had to look downwards to make sure that she wasn't slipping, so he was forced to stare at Lucy's knickers, which is no pleasant sight for any prince to see.

Wren was halfway up the vines when Lucy could grab hold of him. As soon as she was sure that Wren was able to be pulled up safely, she yelled at Lyle to pull her up. However, the combined weight of Lucy and Wren was proving difficult for Lyle to pull up. He strained as he pulled.

"I can't... pull... any more!" Lyle panted. Wren caught his foot in the vines to try and take the weight off Lyle's arms, but it was to no avail. Lyle was still having to strain to keep Lucy and Wren at their current level, and he was tiring faster than ever. Rhys ran over and grabbed Lyle around the waist.

"Keep hold of them, Lyle! Now, PULL!" Rhys shouted, and he pulled Lyle backwards, who pulled Lucy and Wren up. Even with Rhys' help, Lyle was losing his grip on Lucy's ankles.

"Arrgh, Lyle! Don't let go!" Lucy screeched. Lyle was trying to hold on as best as he could, but fatigue was truly setting in. Mieu ran over and grabbed one of Lucy's ankles, Lyle grabbed the other. Rhys still had hold of Lyle around the waist.

"Now, PULL!" Mieu shouted, and she, Lyle and Rhys' combined efforts inched Lucy and Wren closer to the top of the wall. However, Lyle tried to carry on pulling, but his grip slipped and he fell, sending Rhys to the floor as well. Now Mieu was struggling to pull Lucy and Wren up. Sweating profusely, Lyle wiped his sticky forehead and shook the pain out of his arms. He couldn't grab hold of Lucy's ankle, so he sat with his back to the wall and panted.

"Rhys, you should help Mieu pull Lucy and Wren up." Lyle said, still gasping for breath. Rhys obeyed and wrapped his arms around Mieu's waist, and after a few seconds, their combined efforts had finally pulled Lucy and Wren over the top of the wall.

"Ouch, I'm in pain all over!" Lucy groaned, trying in vain to stretch the pain out of her fatigued limbs.

"How do you think I feel?" Lyle snapped, also in a lot of pain. His vest was completely soaked in sweat.

"Lyle, you've only got sore arms. I'm sore all over!" Lucy replied, slightly angered.

"I'm sore all over, too! I had to use every muscle in my body to try and pull you and Wren up! You didn't have to do any pulling, you just had to keep hold of Wren!" Lyle shouted back.

"Enough, you two! Only a bit further now." Lena said. Lucy and Lyle stopped arguing, and then they all headed for the castle entrance.