A/N: This chapter(half) is from Roderich/Austria's POV.
Gone. She's gone. It takes a few minutes to register. When it does, I still do not move. What do I do? I hear a scream, is that hers?
I only have a small time to wonder why this weird stranger has kidnapped her when he appears again, a determined look on his face.
"Hey, where's her stuff? I doubt you'd let someone into your room without knowing exactly how much privacy they're invading." He hopped through the window and began to snoop about, opening bags and containers.
" Excuse me, but do you have any clue what you are doing?! I will not tell you where her belongings are, and I demand that you return her to this room!" I stood and walked over to him, intending to stop him. He simply slapped my hands away and snorted.
" Wow, what's up with you two and this room? Nope, she's not coming back anytime soon. Sucks, huh?" He flashed me a grin, walked past me, and picked up the case that was hers. " This one doesn't fit the room, it's hers, right?" Apparently the look on my face confirmed his thought because his grinning deepened and he walked back over to the window.
Inable to stop him any better way, I asked "Why are you doing this? I don't even know you, sir. I know you don't know her." He laughed, a laugh without happiness.
"I thought you'd figured it out by now, you used to be smart. Ah well, it's probably better you haven't remembered yet. Bye, have a good life!" With that he winked and jumped out again, her belongings in his hand. I rushed to the window and watched him drop. He landed on something that looked like hay, then stopped. He moved around for a few seconds, then picked something up. It didn't look like anything significant at first, but then it became obvious: a sleeping female form, ghostly looking from the white nightgown. He was carrying her off, like some sort of pirate.
Instead of jumping into the night after them, I left the room to talk to my father. He wasn't exactly pleased at the news. He decided we would go after them in the morning, because if the man moved at night like he was currently doing, then he must rest in the day. I made myself satisfied with that answer, as I've done many times before, and returned to my room.
Laying back down, I couldn't help but feel lonely. She was so close, so soft and warm, and I went too far. If I hadn't scared her and caused her to move out of my reach, I could have saved her. If I had behaved better... If she was more attracted. So many ifs, but only one truth, a truth that kept me awake through the night.
He rose early, alerting the men of our castle that the maiden Elizabeta had been taken. The men were rightly angry, and a few gave me sharp expressions. 'Why weren't you there? Do you even deserve her?' those eyes seemed to say, and the clamping feeling in my chest clamped tighter. I've heard the poets describe it as a 'heart's tug'. It is a lot more like a lung of the soon to be deceased, in that it shrivels and makes it hard to breathe.
Finally we set out, horseback for most. Whether we will truly find her, or whether she is gone and he has won, I will not give up.
Sorry it was so long for such a short chapter! Ack. Had essays and stupid drama and junk. Glad it's mostly over haha, more free time~. This chapter is actually supposed to be happening at the times of chapter 5 and 6(1/2). Anything unclear, let me know, because I'm pretty sure this makes no sense lols. Anyhoo, as usual, reviews are very much wanted, though normal views are okay too~. ( You can see how many times your story has been viewed, this was, like, 327 last I checked.). Have a great day/night!