Eddie's POV

I knocked on the double French-styled doors and waited patiently for a reply.

"Enter," a soft voice called, that was clearly trying to be stern but didn't have the personality for it.

I opened the door and spied the Prince lying lazily on the bed, with a book in his hands.

"You are?" he questioned, sitting up and setting the book down on the bedside table.

"I am Eddie Castile," I informed him with a respectful bow. "I work in the castle. I am here to talk to you about Sydney Sage."

His lazy and 'I don't care' expression became serious. "You know Sydney?"

"Yes," I nodded. "I am very good friends with her and I-"

"Where is she?" he demanded, standing up to his full height; which was a good foot higher than me.

"That's not why I'm here-" I tried.

"I don't give a fuck why you're here! Tell me where she is!" he yelled, standing up to his full height which is a good half a foot taller than I.

"I could tell you-" I began before I was rudely interrupted.

"Then do it!" he exclaimed in frustration.

"You could go and get her and whisk her away to you're castle-"

"Yes, that's what I want!" he nodded enthusiastically.

"Where you'll be wed and live happily every after-"

"Will you just tell me where she is!"

"But she won't be happy with you if you don't listen to what I have to say."

He went silent.

"Fine. Speak."

"Sydney was born into a family with a mother and a father and two sisters; one older, one younger," I began. "As the middle child she was constantly overlooked and was raised thinking she wasn't worth the attention. When her mother and sister's died, Sydney's father threw himself into work and still rarely saw his daughter. Then when he remarried, she suddenly had another pair of sisters, more attention-seeking than the last. And finally when Jared Sage died, Donna Stanton made her step-daughter feel worthless. Sydney was brought up, constantly being overlooked and ignored, she feels very harshly about things; like what happened last night."

"I realised my mistake-" he began.

"I know you did," I said, earnestly. "And I think Sydney knows it too. But she's trying to protect herself from rejection. She opened herself up last night and she got burned. She needs to know that you care enough to protect her and shield her from that."

"I'll protect her," he said, fiercely.

I watched his sincere green eyes before telling him where she was.

He nodded and me and ran to the doors, before pausing.

"Thanks kid," he told me. "You may have just helped your friend in the long run."

Then he left.

A/N: This is only part one of the chapter. PLEASE REVIEW! I love reading all the comments.