I found myself standing in front of those wrought iron gates. I gulped, I had decided to do it, to agree to becoming his wife. I couldn't allow all those Gifteds to die just because of my own selfishness. Besides, I'll be free after the war and he'll pay me. Besides, who wouldn't want to live in this castle? I spent hours thinking about this, but of course, how could you decide how you want to live in mere hours? I sighed and grabbed on to the cold iron fence for support.

"Have you come to a decision, Lady Isabel?" Evander's sudden voice asked. I turned around and saw him leaning against the same tree trunk that Darak had leaned against last night. He looked more Godly then ever. The bright moonlight casted over his midnight hair and shined in his nearly white eyes. His shoulder was leaned against the trunk of the large pine tree. His legs were crossed and his hands were stuffed in his pockets. I shuffled my feet under his mesmerizing stare.

"Yes." I said weakly.

Evander scrutinized me then smiled, "Great. I have my men already moving your luggage over."

"My luggage? I haven't even packed."

Evander smirked, "I know. I had my maids pack all your belongings when you left your home."

"W-What? You went into my home without my permission?"

Evander shrugged, "It isn't the first time this has happened."

I glared at him, "When was the first time?"

"When I so kindly put the invitation to my ball on your kitchen table." I sighed, no use fighting him. What's done is done.

"Shall we go inside? You seem to be shivering." I didn't even realize I was until I looked down at my arms, which were filled with goose bumps. I nodded. Before I knew it, I was standing inside a luxorious living room. A large fire was lit in the corner with couches surrounding it.

"Welcome, Princess." I heard a voice say. I turned and saw Darak laying on the couch with his arm holding his neck up. Josaf was sitting by the fire with a book in his hand. And Liliac was laying on the floor with a kitten curled next to her. There were paintings of Greece and Paris hung on the walls with Egyptian idols placed in glass cabinets.

"Liliac, will you escort Lady Isabel to her bedroom?" Evander asked, his voice soft but holding so much power. Liliac grinned, resembling a cat.

"Of course. Please, follow me Lady Isabel."

"Just Isabel."

Liliac silently strode over to my bags. They suddenly vanished and Liliac beckoned me to follow. I almost had to jog to keep up with Liliacs speed. In this hallway, I could actually feel her power radiate me. My own began to flare.

"Ah, a Source. We are in need of those in our leadership."

"How do you know?"

Liliac smiled, "Your Gift is reacting to mine. I can feel it weakening." she threw me a wicked grin, "Evander is correct."

"About what?"

"If we train your power, you can truly be extraordinary." I remained quiet. Train me for what? Am I just a pawn in their games? "Here we are."she said, standing in front of two double doors. When I turned to say my thanks, Liliac had already vanished. I pushed the doors open and nearly dropped to my knees.

The room was seperated into two sections, the lounging and a sleeping. The lounging side had a full couch, a fireplace, a miniature refrigerator which were stocked with waters, a flat screen T.V. The sleeping area was seperated with golden curtains that were pulled back. The King-sized bed had golden silk Egyptian covers with a large vanity closet sitting to the side. I looked inside and saw the clothes I had were hung up neatly with hangers. The beautiful green dress standing out like a sore thumb.

Two sudden knocks came to the door. I turned towards it, "Come in."

"I hope you are getting well acquainted with your surroundings." Evander said, his voice rolling over me.

I nodded, "This room is...magnificent."

"I had my maids decorate it according to your tastes."

"How do you know what my tastes are?"

He shrugged, "You could say a friendly intuition."

"Thank you." I said, not being able to remove my gaze from his.

"Make yourself at home." Evander said then walked out. I layed back on the bed and looked up. This all happened so fast. One minute I was thinking of how I'm going to commute to college and the next I'm laying in a fancy bed, about to get married to a God.

I felt like a stranger in this castle. Everything was so unfamiliar. I sighed. I wonder how Sebastian is going to react. I cringed to myself, he was going to be furious. I dug in my pocket for my cell phone and dialed his number. Sebastian answered on the last ring,

"Hello?" he said groggily.

"Good morning, sunshine." I laughed, trying to make my heart feel at ease.

"It's morning already? Hold on." I heard him shuffling around then groan, "It's three-thirty in the morning. Are you insane?"

"I'm here."

"Where's 'here'?" Sebastian asked, sounding cautious.

"At the Montelone Castle."

"Why in the world are you there?" I stayed quiet, "Don't tell me..."

"Yes. I agreed to becoming his wife."

Sebastian snarled, "Why the hell would you do that? I told you to leave! Hell, I was already looking at plane tickets for you!"

"Sebastian, I had too. I couldn't stand the thoughts of those innocent people dying because of me."

"That bastard couldn't have found someone else to be his wife?"

"I'm sure he could've, but the point is he chose me. And I agreed. Not because I wanted to but because I feel that it's the right thing to do."

"I'm coming to get you. Get yourself stuff together."

"Don't! Sebastian, do not do that. I've already made the decision, now go back to bed. I'll call you in the morning. Goodnight." I said, hanging up the phone. I turned the lamp off and crawled under the covers.

This might have been the worst decision of my life, but I guess I'm just going to have to wait to find out.