A few days passed. The Pope convinced Cathy to write a letter to her father, detailing her engagement to Riario and how the wedding would be taking place to soon for his attendance. Cathy had only seen Riario at meals; he had refused to look at her both evenings. In fact he was actively avoiding her and she could feel his cold demeanor radiate from across the table. Cathy already felt the regret gnawing away at her. They were to be married tomorrow and the Count was already being extremely unpleasant.

Suddenly the doors to the dining hall burst open. The dinner party all stood up from their seats abruptly to identify the intruder. Cathy's face turned white when she registered the disheveled form of her brother.

Carlo instantly marched towards Cathy before being restrained by Vatican guards, "Cathy what have they done too you?"

At the sight of the guards ceasing her brother Cathy gasped and began to advance towards her brother before firm arms enveloped her waist.

"Carlo! Let him go! Where are you taking him? Please!" Cathy pleaded looking over at Pope who did nothing to stop the guards from dragging her brother away.

"Cathy!" Carlo shouted.

"Carlo! Carlo! Let me go! Let me go now!" Cathy screamed desperately trying to break free from Riario's grasp. She tried with all her might to escape the Count's grip to no avail. After about five more minutes of struggling Cathy gave up. She could feel Riario's chest heaving against. He held her like this for a few moments before releasing her. Cathy immediately barraged out of the dining hall in fury.

"See to it that she doesn't cause any trouble. " The Pope said sitting back down. Riario looked over at the Pope in frustration, he did not understand why his father had treated Caterina's brother this way.

"Oh and Girolamo, make sure she has no contact with him."

Riario sighed and swiftly left the room after Caterina. He eventually found her holding herself up against a pillar, sobbing. A pang of sadness began to burn in his stomach when he saw Caterina in this state.

Cathy noticed Riaro's presence and straightened herself up before walking over to him. She got so close to his face that Riario felt uncomfortable, especially since he had to stare into her tear-ridden eyes.

"What have you done to my brother?" She whimpered.

Riario rubbed his lips together in discomfort.

"I assume he has been taken to the dungeons."

Another whimper escaped Cathy's lips. She cared for no one in the world like her brother; she had to do help him somehow.

"Take me to him."

"You have been forbidden access to him."

Cathy froze. Riaro saw the flame ignite rapidly in her eyes.

"You think you can keep me from him, well you are in for quite a shock. I warn you now Riario I can be very resourceful when I want to be." Cathy spoke swiftly. "And I am sure that is a trait you will find most disagreeable in the coming years."

The two stared at each other for a moment, Cathy with hate and Riario with apprehension.

"See you tomorrow darling." Cathy spitefully whispered into his ear before retiring to her chambers.

Riario let out a deep sigh when he was sure that Caterina was out of sight. It seemed as if things were already starting off on a terrible note, and they were about to get worse. He admired Caterina very much, and was almost pleased when the Pope demanded him to marry her. However, judging by the look in her eyes, she would never forgive him for the imprisonment of her brother.

Quite a short chapter, but I have neglected this story and I really wanted to update. At least the wedding will be soon! ;)