Normal POV

Sarah was sewing with her ladies in waiting, while some were playing with one of her royal pets, a winged piglet, Truffles. Henry stormed in, the ladies automically bowed and left, while Truffles flew onto Sarah's lap as she put her sewing down.

"What is it this time?" She asked patiently.

"Where is Butch? In fact, where are my sons?" He walked back in forth, "Did you hear him? He actually refused to marry, to save his kingdom, to be a Prince...no the Crowned Prince." Henry walked back and forth, for a man in his fifties, he was in exordinary shape, looking more like a twenty year old, the only thing that have him away was the grey streak in his beard.

"Don't be ridiculous, just pick another one of your sons."

"The Sages picked him for a reason, he didn't even back down, he probably would have made the Kansaian rethink their offer with that look. I would be impressed if I wasn't so furious, you've taught him since he was five, in fact all the boys...who do you think would be the best choice?"

"All the boys are capable of being a great King..."

"But?"

"But, Brick is passionate and athletic but is more likely to go to war, with that temper of his...Beast...very patient but very very shy, he would do anything to avoid a conflict...in other words..."

"He would surrender than go to war and Boomer is too much people pleaser, but he is sweet and sensitive, and my nephew..." The King rolled his eyes, "Either Laid back or Wild, but he's nice too but Butch is a cold thinker, he doesn't let his emotions cloud his judgement...too much anyways."

"But he is restless...that would drive anyone mad...especially if your Father tries to marry him off."

Henry turned around and pointed to her, "It was you, you told him."

"Of course I did, because he had a right to know, plus Princess Sophie is an air head and a pain in the ass."

"But her money will help."

"What's money without love." When she said that, she reaches her head out to Henry, who lovingly kisses her hand.

"Oh my dear Sarah, after Queen Elena's death, I was broken beyond repair... She died...giving birth to my quadtriplets, I didn't realize...all because of magic and me...but you came in to tutor such wild kids..."

"I know...it took a while huh...but don't you want Butch to have that same feeling. Butch doesn't need to be tied down to that girl..."

"What if I invite her over, her and her ladies in waiting or her parents...to see if there's some sparks or something."

"I'm telling you there won't be."

"How do you know?"

"Please dear, I know the boys...and I could tell you they're matches, Brick: Needs a girl to match his fiery temper, that way they could cancel each other out, Beast: I would suggest someone with excitement and...spirited to balance his shyness. Boomer needs someone who will be supportive and kind to him. Blitz: no offense dear to your sister, but he needs a girl to set him straight or at least give him a good smack once in a while."

"And Butch?"

"Well, Butch can be a little tough to read sometimes but...I think he needs someone who will work with him...who will always push him to be a good King, personality wise: a worker...someone different I suppose, but like I said he can be tough to read. All in all the boys need someone who will love them for them, not their positions, as it should be."

Just so you know, this part was extremely hard, I had to think of the most obnoxious and selfish stupid things just to get their personalities right.

Grand Lady Morbucks was talking to an attendant of the Royal Court, she wore a light purple gown with wide sleeves and a gold sash hung over her waist.

"So you're absolutely sure?" She asked, pulling out her purse bag.

"Yes, the Prince doesn't want to marry the Princess Sophie, everything is up in the air."

"Well done, here's your reward, five gold coins." She handed the Attendant the money and walked back into the house.

Duchess sat there in complete silence as an old maid was brushing her hair and dressing it. Princess was brushing Sapphire, her cat, their mother walked in.

"My dears, you're still not ready?" She asked.

"I slipped in Griselda's puke," Duchess said, "Mommy, she must be released immediately, that fat cow can no longer perform her duties."

"Not to mention she eats too much and goes to the bathroom. I mean we don't pay her to be going to the pot all the time."

"Well of course my darlings, it's no our fault she's pregnant, I mean really what an inconvenient time, so people are just selfish. I will speak to your daddy about this. But good news my darlings, it seems that the Crowned Prince doesn't want to marry the Princess, of course the King is still going to bring them over to see how it goes."

"Mommy honestly, we need more clothes, if I'm to get my true love." Princess said, sighing lovingly.

"Excuse me." Duchess stood up finally dressed properly.

"Girls please, I'm sure the Prince couldn't decide among you, but of course, what man could resist such perfect ladies."

Butch's POV

It was her, it was her! I didn't recognize her when she was being held by Lord Daniel, but those eyes...her hair had grew longer, kinda like Beast's like a spiky shaggy dog, and she was tall...very tall...I was about 6'2, she might be an inch shorter. She was dress in a green short sleeve shirt, brown pants that went to stop at her ankles, a green sash around her waist, and she was wearing slippers. She was looking at me, with that same look, like she was scared. They shimmered as the sun came back out, that's when something shined in my eyes, blinding me. When the glint was gone, she was walking away...fast. I went after her, walking her pace.

"Hold on, I remember you..." I was walked beside her, she stopped and looked at me with a flash of..mixed emotion, but then shot a glare, that made me step back, I saw what blinded me, she was wearing a silver necklace that hung to her chest, the charm was a flower, with a green gem in the middle, "You were that girl...with the bindfold, who left your shoe behind."

How could I miss that? That necklace, it looked too expensive to be a peasant...a noble perhaps.

"Thank you for your help, but I really gotta go." She just said, holding the griffin and the basket, it licked its hurt paw, "Plus, I gotta take him to a 'friend' and I lost my... Thank you and good bye." She was still walking off, I wasn't let her off that easy.

"Now hold it, how about a name? Or maybe I could help you...just something." I was begging here, I had to calm myself down a little, it was crazy, I never met a such a woman who could just ignored me, even if I didn't expose myself as the Crown a Prince, but I already had ten ladies asking to marry me, but she...she just pushed me aside.

Why did I care about this girl? I just met her in those 30 seconds when I was just 13?

"Well...sorry to bother you then. But it was really nice to see you again." I was about to walk away.

She stops and sighed, "Thank you...thank you." She turns around and came to be in front of me, and kissed me on the cheek, she winked, "Don't expect that again." She just ran off...but I stood in front of her and our eyes met again. Her eyes were so clear, no bashing her eye lashes, no smiling...just that sparkle and my heart was soaring when I saw that peachy rose blush appeared.

"Wait! Please a name! Please! Doesn't have to be your name...just any!"

She was struggling, I wonder why, Damn...she may look like a man from far away but up close...I never saw anything so real...natural...no make up, no over the top clothing...just her

"Countess de la Quell." She finally answered, "Now leave me alone or I'll beat you."

I had to know more, this was the girl with her eyes...those beautiful green emeralds...I'm usually calm and to myself but I find myself...wanting to know more, why?

"Wait please, your name...please." I called out but she was gone, I wish I could meet her again.