Author's Note: In the last chapter, I didn't make it clear whether or not Touya was going to keep on working in the castle. Well, he isn't. Sorry for all the confusion! Thanks for all the reviews!

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Last Chapter:

Meanwhile, Sakura laid back down onto the bed and tried to fall asleep. It seems as if going to the garden had helped her relax and get rid of all her thoughts because not a second later, she had drifted off into a peaceful slumber.

End of last Chapter

The sunlight streamed through window casting a glow on everything in the room. A yawn filled the room as the girl sat up on the bed. Her hands reached into the air as she stretched. Slowly, she looked around the room in confusion. She rubbed her eyes and shook her head. Finally, she remembered that she was now in the castle, competing with everyone to be the prince's wife. A sigh was let out as she thought of the miserable times ahead of her. She got and went into the bathroom to refresh herself. Afterwards, she walked out the door and walked into the great hall where she was going to eat. It was just as noisy as yesterday. Excitement filled the room.

Sakura turned her head as soon as she heard her name called. "Sakura! I'm over here!" shouted Hikari. She searched around the room for her friend. Hikari was actually only a few feet away from her, it turned out.

Sakura quickly walked toward where she was. "Hi Hikari," she replied cheerfully.

"Hi Sakura, how are you?" said Hikari.

"Fine, you?"

"I'm great, as usual. So…where is Sora? Breakfast is almost starting."

"Uh… I don't know either," said Sakura.

The two girls looked around the room trying to spot a familiar face in the crowd of girls. They both saw Sora talking to another girl with shoulder length blonde hair at the table next to the one where they were at. They walked toward her.

"Sora!" they shouted in unison catching her attention. Sora whipped her head toward the direction where she heard her name. As soon as she saw her friends, her face lit up with a large grin on her face.

"Perfect timing you guys!" she shouted while waving her arms wildly in the air. The blonde haired girl that was standing next to her turned around and gave them a small smile. She introduced herself.

"Hi! I'm Miyu! Nice to meet you guys!" she said cheerfully.

Sakura stared into her striking blood red eyes. She introduced herself.

"Hello, my name is Sakura," she said with the same amount of enthusiasm. Even though Sakura had just met her, she felt that they would become good friends.

"My name is Hikari," Hikari said softly.

Sora spoke, trying to explain everything to her friends. "Her room is right next to mine. We met this morning and we just started talking."

"I hope to get along with everyone," said Miyu while giving a large grin, beaming at everyone. Her hands were clasped together behind her back.

"Well, where would you guys like to sit?" asked Sakura noticing that most people were already seated.

Miyu lowered her head. She brought her hands in front of her and twiddled her fingers nervously. "Um…Uh…Can I sit with you guys?"

"Of course," replied Sakura. "Why wouldn't we let you sit by us?" Miyu looked up from her hands with another bright smile on her face.

"Thank you!!!"

"No problem," replied Sakura.

"Do you guys want to sit over there?" asked Hikari suddenly, pointing off into the distance. The table was occupied with only a few people. It was located in the back of the room near the balcony. Everyone was okay with it so they walked to the table and sat down. The other girls who sat at the table took no notice of them.

"It's a really nice seat here," commented Sora.

"It really is, isn't it?" replied Miyu happily. The glass doors of the balcony were pulled aside letting in the warm breeze of a summer morning come in. The sunlight showing brightly on the table lit everything up.

"It feels really nice here too," said Hikari in a soft and delicate voice, smiling as she felt the small breeze play with her hair.

Meanwhile, Sakura was in a complete different world. She had her elbow on the table with her arm in an upright position. Her tilted head was resting gently in the palm of her hand. She looked out the balcony, admiring the beautiful color of the sky. The wispy clouds were nice and fluffy, floating around in the light blue sky. The light from the sun bounced off the clouds, making the clouds look pure white. Outside, a few birds flew by chirping merrily. The small warm breeze tickled her skin and brought in the delicate smell of a summer day. It felt really nice.

"Sakura!" shouted Sora loudly, who was leaning across the table waving a hand in front of her face. Sakura jumped up in shock and apologized quickly.

"Sorry!"

"It's alright. You just looked like as if you were lost in your own world," dismissed Sora with a small wave of her hand.

"What were you guys talking about again?"

"Nothing really important," replied Miyu.

"Hey, you! You filthy peasants!" shouted a girl at their table. Sakura sighed quietly as the peace was interrupted. They turned their heads to look at what was happening. They realized that the other girls were talking to them.

"Hey, isn't that Midori?" asked Sakura recognizing one of the faces. "Isn't she the one who was in the same carriage as us?"

"Huh?" asked Miyu. Hikari started to explain the whole entire story to her. Meanwhile, Sora was getting pretty mad. Her forehead crinkled as her eyes turned into small slits. She glared at the girls. Even though her friends may not want to insult them but she wasn't the one to hold back. She wouldn't just stand on the side and watch them insult everyone. The fury inside of her built up. She had to let it all out.

This time the one who spoke was Kotone. "Hey, you ugly and filthy peasants! You guys are so ugly we can't even stand sitting at the same table as you guys so move to a different table!"

Sora clenched her teeth. It was all too much. She was about to burst with all the fury inside of her. She opened her mouth and was about to retort but someone beat her to it.

"You guys are so ugly we can't even stand sitting at the same table as you guys, so move to a different table," mocked Miyu. Her personality was completely different from her cheerful one from before.

"Why you!" shouted Midori.

"Why you!" said Miyu in a super high pitched voice, mocking her once again. She spoke in a cold voice, "Why do we have to move? Why don't you?"

"Cause you're filthy peasants!" screamed Midori frustrated.

"Y-y-yeah, and if you don't, we'll tell our parents and make sure that you wish that you never would have messed with us!" stammered Kotone, clearly at a loss of what to say.

"I am soooo scared of you guys, please don't hurt me," said Miyu in a sarcastic voice. Her cheerful attitude was gone. In place of it was the sarcastic and cold Miyu.

"Hah! I told you that you were going to be scared now move!" said Kotone smugly with her arms folded across her chest, not getting the sarcasm. She stuck her nose proudly in the air.

This time, Sora got a chance to speak. "Apparently, you did hear the sarcasm in her voice. Also, don't call us ugly peasants while you are no better than us! You-"

"Don't you dare say anything about us!" shouted Midori furiously.

Sora said, "Then don't say anything about us…"

"…and we won't say anything about you," finished Miyu. She was getting pretty mad too.

This time, things started getting out of hand. Midori and Kotone got up from the table and started rushing to them while trying to not trip over their ridiculous dresses. Being born in a noble family, they didn't learn how to control their anger. They always got what they wanted and the people who made them mad would always suffer. Their fists were raised weakly in the air, about to attempt to hit the two girls.

"STOP YOU GUYS!!!" shouted Sakura, halting everyone. Everyone at their table got silent. "Okay, now everyone listen up and stop fighting! This is getting a little out of hand so everyone, STOP! Using violence and hurtful words won't help anyone. I know you guys must have already heard this a billion times," Sakura said all in one breath. She breathed in deeply before she continued. "Okay, now, we don't have to like each other but why don't we just try to get along?" she offered kindly, giving a gentle smile at everyone. No one talked for a few seconds.

Suddenly someone spoke. "Why would we want to get along with people as lowly as you?" asked Midori in a snobbish voice turning her head away.

Sora and Miyu and were about to say something back but Hikari interrupted them. She spoke in a delicate and calm voice, "Come on you guys. Stop fighting. Sakura is right. Besides, are they really worth our time? Just ignore them and don't talk to them."

They all calmed down and sat back down. Midori and Kotone gave up and moved to a different table. Before they did that though, they had said one more thing. "There is no way that the prince will choose anyone of you. One of us is sure to win so there will be no chance for you guys. Just watch us. We'll prove it."

They found the prince a few feet away and shouted out his name. He was standing a few feet from the other side of the balcony. "PRINCE SYAORAN!" they screamed like two little fan girls, which they probably were. He looked their way, looking very irritated, wondering what they wanted.

Making sure that that the other girls were also looking at what was about to happen, or what they thought was going to happen, Midori and Kotone walked toward him pouting their blood red lips and swaying their hips back and forth a little bit too much… way too much.

"Now who or what does that remind me of?" thought Sakura. "Oh yeah! That reminds me of my boss."

Suddenly, a small giggle erupted from her mouth. She clasped her hand over her mouth to stop the oncoming laughter. She just remembered the scene with her boss. It was when her boss had tripped over her feet when she was trying to attract the men. Sakura couldn't control it anymore. Her soft laughter filled the air. The prince looked her way. At first she didn't notice his gaze. Her hand, that was once covering her mouth, was now clutching her stomach that hurt from all the laughter. Her eyes were shut tightly. She couldn't stop laughing. Syaoran looked at her with his piercing stare, yet she still didn't notice.

"Uh, okay. What is it with those two girls who are walking weirdly toward me? Are they drunk or something? It sure looks like it with they way there walking. And what is with that girl over there that's laughing? What is there for her to laugh about? Wait, she seems familiar. Who is she? I think I have seen her somewhere." The prince tried to remember where he had seen her. He stopped his train thoughts. "There are a hundred people here. Of course someone's going to look familiar." Syaoran saw the girl that was laughing, raise her head. Her laughter immediately stopped as soon as their eyes made contact. "Emerald…" was the last thought that he had before he heard his dad call his name. Looking away, Syaoran walked toward the direction he heard his name being called, wondering what his father wanted.

As for Sakura, she instantly stopped her laughter as soon as she noticed the prince's gaze on her. Their eyes suddenly met. Her ears blocked out all the noise. It seemed as if all noise in the air had gone away. The room was completely silent… to her at least. His stare pulled her in. It was a cold stare that chilled her to her bone. His eyes were so emotionless. It was as if he was an empty egg shell. His eyes were amber, tinted with a few specks of bright gold. Or… was it just the sun that made it look that way? The prince looked away suddenly and she felt herself let out a breath that she was unconsciously holding. The sound of everyone talking filled her ears again. To her, the eye contact they shared had lasted minutes while it had truly only lasted for a few seconds.

"What was with his piercing glare? His eyes are so emotionless. No wonder I stopped breathing. But… how can anyone stare at you with those kinds of eyes? His eyes are beautiful yet somehow…his eyes are so…so….empty and void of anything. But…why? What made him like that? To make your eyes look as if you lost all your emotions, what happened? Is it just a façade or did something really happen?" thought Sakura.

"Hey, Sakuraaaa! You there?" asked Sora. "You've been spacing out a lot and staring off into nowhere. You okay?"

Sakura shook her head to get rid of her thoughts as she focused her attention back to her friends. "Ah, sorry. I don't know what happened."

"Okay, first thing is first. I'm sorry about bursting. It's just that I'm not the one to be quiet when someone insults my friends," said Sora quietly, avoiding everyone's eyes.

"Me too," said Miyu meekly. "I'm sorry about that. I'm usually really cheerful and hyper but I get mad pretty easily."

Sakura smiled, "Don't worry about that. I don't blame you guys. You were only trying to stand up for us."

"Hey Sakura, what were you laughing about?" asked Hikari curiously, remembering what had happened.

"Oh about that, I just remembered something that happened in the past," said Sakura as she let out another small laugh. "Speaking of that, what happened to Midori and Kotone?"

"Ah, after they lost the prince's attention they walked away," replied Miyu. "It was kind of weird… yet funny I have to say. You should have seen the prince's expression when he saw those two girls walking toward him like that."

Before any of the girls could say anything else, the king's loud voice boomed through the air, vibrating and bouncing off the walls. Soon the loud chatter disappeared. There was a hushed silence while everyone was waiting for the mighty king to speak.

"Good morning ladies. I hope that everything went okay for everyone yesterday. It's nice to see and talk to everyone again. As for today, we will start the day by eating breakfast. Then we will begin the first competition which is going to be about embroidery. Lady Tomoyo will be hosting this."

An elegant lady stood up from the table where the royals sat. Her soft but powerful voice carried throughout the room. "Hello, everyone. My name is Tomoyo Hiiragizawa. I will be hosting the embroidery contest. During this contest, I will be giving you a sheet of fabric that has your name on the bottom left corner. You may choose to do whatever you want to embroider on there. Be as creative as you want to be. I will tell you more information about this as soon as everyone finishes eating." She gracefully sat back down in her chair.

The king nodded to her and stood back up. "Alright, I just want to clear some things up. Most of these contests that take place will not have a winner. Instead, you will be given a score. However, if you do something that displeases anyone of us, we have the right to deduct some of your points. Whoever has the highest score in the end after all the contests will marry my son. Please enjoy your breakfast and good luck to everyone."

"Embroidery, huh? I'm not exactly the best at that," said Sora nervously.

"I'm sure you'll do perfectly fine," reassured Sakura. The plates of food were being set out onto the table as everyone started eating. The air was filled with nervousness. After all, the first contest was about to start.

Soon, everyone finished eating. Tomoyo led everyone to a room that was filled with little desks and chairs. On each desk was a sheet of fabric, scissors, different assortments of needles and threads, and other needed items.

"Please find your name and sit at the desk. All of these are put in alphabetical order to make everything easier," said Tomoyo. She sat at the big table in the front of the room as everyone scrambled to find their seats.

Right after everyone was seated, Tomoyo spoke again. "Once you are finished with embroidering the piece of fabric I gave you, you may come up here and get another piece of cloth from me to embroider on. Either that or you can just sit quietly. After everyone is done, you will hand your creation in. If you had embroidered more than one piece of fabric, you may keep those and just hand in your best one to me. Please begin."

With that said, everyone began to work. Sakura sat at the desk, wondering what she should do. She was stuck. What would be interesting enough for her to do? She closed her eyes as she brainstormed different ideas. An image of the little secret place that she had suddenly appeared in her mind. She was going to embroider the secret place in the park that no one knew about. Well…The dagger that she had found there gave her proof that she wasn't the only one who knew about the place. It wasn't her secret anymore. Someone else knew about it.

Sakura was broken out of her thoughts as she heard someone scream. It was one of those "high class" ladies. It seemed like as if the woman had accidentally pricked herself with the needle. Making a big fuss about it, the woman slammed the stuff onto the floor and knocked everything off the desk as a few more screams of pain and frustration left her mouth.

"I'm sorry but I have to deduct points from you," said Tomoyo calmly as she waved to a servant to bring in a first aid kit. "This kind of behavior is unacceptable. Please, continue embroidering everyone."

Sakura went back to work. Picking a bright yellow colored thread for the sun, she estimated on how much she needed and cut the string with the scissors. She inserted the thread through the eye of the needle and pulled it through and knotted the end. Starting at the top right corner of the cloth, she started making a bright yellow sun. Her fingers delicately moved the thread and the needle in and out of the cloth.

She thought about what her secret place looked like. She thought about the bright shinning sun, the clear blue sky, the white puffy clouds, the beautiful sakura trees, the shimmering pond, the green grass, the beautiful flowers scattered everywhere. It felt like she was truly back in that place. It truly felt as if she could feel the nice breeze and warm sun shinning on her. She could even smell the fragrance in the air. There was a small serene smile on her face as she remembered the peaceful place.

Without noticing, she finished. Still smiling, she lifted up the sheet of fabric and took a look at it. Suddenly, a frown appeared on her face. Although the masterpiece was beautiful, there was something wrong with it. It… just didn't seem right. Looking at it, Sakura tried to figure out what was wrong. Not one stitch was out of place. It was nicely done and the colors looked right. What was wrong with it? Finally, she noticed her name at the bottom of the cloth in dark bold letters. It contrasted with the light and happy feeling that it gave you.

An idea popped into her head. All she had to do was to get rid of the dark lettering of her name. She could just embroider her name again in a much lighter color and in a fancier handwriting. Flipping the fabric over, she cut the strings and got rid of them. Sakura chose a light pink color, similar to the color of a sakura blossom. Carefully, she did her name in a fancier way. After she finished, she lifted it up and admired her work. She was completely done and satisfied with it. Setting it down, she went up to the front of the room to get another sheet of fabric from Tomoyo, making sure not to disturb the other working girls.

Quietly, Sakura spoke. "Um…Hiiragizawa-sama, may I please get another sheet of fabric?"

Tomoyo, who was staring down at the desk at the sheets of paper before her, looked up in surprise. "Are you done already?"

"Yes."

"During this contest, I will be judging by quality not quantity."

"I understand. Thank you for telling me," said Sakura politely.

Tomoyo gave her a smile and gave her another piece of fabric. "Would you like to hand in the one that you completed?"

"If I can. Thank you." Sakura brought the fabric in her hand to her desk. She brought the completed one back.

"Thank you," said Tomoyo.

"You're welcome. Thank you," replied Sakura with a smile.

Tomoyo returned the smile. This girl was really polite and kind. "You're welcome."

Sakura walked back to her desk and began on the second piece of cloth. Tomoyo lowered her head to take a look at what the girl had done. Her mouth dropped open. She quickly snapped her jaw shut before anyone noticed.

"How on earth did this girl finish this within such a short time? This…it's perfect! Everything is so detailed and realistic, it's like as if I'm standing in it! There are no words to describe its beauty!" Tomoyo looked up from the piece of cloth and stared at the girl disbelievingly. She looked back down at the masterpiece in her hands. "Honestly, how was the girl able to get this done within such a short amount of time!?! This… HER SKILLS RIVAL MINE!!! This is a masterpiece! It's completely perfect! I have to show this to everyone! How come I never heard of her?" Tomoyo looked at the bottom of the cloth. "So her name is Sakura Kinomoto."

Unaware of the affect her creation had on Tomoyo, Sakura was busily moving the needle and thread back and forth across the cloth. Skillfully, she moved her hands quickly, creating another design. This time, it was very simple. She put her name in the same pink fancy handwriting on the bottom right-hand corner of the cloth. Sakura blossoms were scattered all around. It was simple yet pretty. After she finished that one, she went up to the front of the room to ask for another sheet of fabric. Tomoyo was surprised again at how fast Sakura was able to finish so quickly. After a while, everyone finally finished their first ones. Some were able to finish their second or third one. Sakura had finished way more than anyone else.

After everyone was dismissed, Tomoyo immediately walked out of the room carrying the box filled with all the embroidered cloths. She resisted the urge to run through the hallways. After finally reaching her destination, she quickly signaled the guard to open the door. Tomoyo walked into the room as the door creaked open. Walking toward the four Li sisters and the queen, Tomoyo dropped the box onto the floor. The large wooden doors closed behind her with a small click.

"You won't believe this!" she yelled, happy that she could finally blurt out the words that she desperately wanted to say. "There's a girl here who's just as talented as me in embroidery!!!" A bright smile adorned her face as Tomoyo beamed brightly at the women in the room. "Her name is Sakura Kinomoto!"

"Oh, you mean that super cute little girl that we saw the other day during dinner?" squealed Fanren.

"Yep," nodded Tomoyo happily.

The girls squealed as Yelan just started at them. "These girls will never change," thought Yelan.

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