A silent night of silent tears. Alice pondered everything as Jermaine let the pools of his eyes break and drain completely, leaving a trail down his reddened face. And as Alice stared into the eyes of darkness as she laid back onto the bed, she thought of the matter that sat before her. Being that she was with child, she began to move her resting hands for some kind of assurance that was sure to never come as long as she knew..
There would be no wedding, no love, and certainly no father for her child just as she once lived.. The terror of this news bombarded her possibility to think positive and deprived her from the proper rest. Arising from her misery, Alice stood firmly as she stared into the eyes of the dawning of a new day. What to do was the strategy that was sure to come easily to her before the sun rose, but it was letting go that would hurt the most. The shamefulness of her presence being before a Prince was a weight bestowed upon her head and eyes.
Then the air she was losing was then inhaled deeply at the very slightest touch of a hand upon her shoulder, followed by a kiss.

Jermaine: Precious Princess, with what might thou be discouraged?

Alice: No words could ever express the pressure of having no air..

Jermaine: Air? Here we are in the midst of our balcony looking into the very heart of the kingdom, and yet, you say that you posses no air?

The prisoner of air compressing her chest escaped with the hint of dismay trailing behind it.

Alice: Words work not in my favor.. I must excuse myself.

The swift turn of Alice's body was rejected by the mere touch of the hands that were now joined together.

Jermaine: Please..

Alice: I must go about my own business. Not that I must be rid myself from you.. I just..

The shiver of emotions forced her lower lip to quiver with fear and depression. And with this action, it was compressed by the teeth of her mouth which blocked her words.

Jermaine: Alice..

He reached for her face but she turned her head the other way.

Alice: No words..

And just as the wind, Alice fled the room before her eyes caused a thunderstorm of tears. Alice had no clue where her feet had carried her, but it was quite peaceful.. If she could only hide from the sun.. But the darkness fled the room as the light of day became visible. Meanwhile, Jermaine sat in misery.. Grieving for his wife. Although the law is the law, Joseph is the King and the King has absolute power.

Jermaine: Do I dare challenge the monarchy of the Jacksons? Alice is my only love, how dare I break her heart? Shall I sit in my misery as we grieve for each other or split the rotteness of the heart of the Neverland King and henceforth forevermore be rid of such comodity?

He pondered. Then his legs carried themselves to the one place Alice could be and as he approached it, the echo of his feet bounced about the palace halls. Then the door that lead to the room that was already open, he entered in the name of love. The stillness of the evergreen wall, the brightness of the light illuminating her body and the one desire to be happy.

Jermaine: Alice.. I pray thee, come unto me. Be my wife, whatever the cost. I would sacrifice thy very life for thee. For what is a King without love? And what man would I be not to raise my child and marry you?

The stillness of her head slowly faced him as he stood before her.

Alice: Weak..

Jermaine: Then let me be strong. Become my wife.

Alice: But your father-.

Jermaine: I care not what he thinks! If a man can leave a precious jewel behind, such as thyself, then royalty shall we be of Neverland. Halfbloods full of love. It matters not where we are, just as long as we have each other.

Alice: I am no jewel.. I am of no worth. Go, be married and carry the crown of nations. Love her such as me. Become happiness as itself and remove thy memories of my face. Go and be without me.

He quickly grabbed her arms and stared intensely into her eyes.

Jermaine: Alice, you do not understand! I am nothing without you! From dust I was made and dust shall I return, but I will return with my one true Queen! Marry me and look not back at the rudeness of my father. Marry me and let us be who we are. Allow us to be happy. Love me forever and I shall be yours.

Her arms were a blanket around his neck and her body, a rock of pressure against him. No words could ever express the way she had been feeling. She had not an answer for him. She had not the slightest clue of a farewell. Allthewhile, Janet tried every to be rid herself of the color that she had thought to be hideous. There was never enough powder to cover the indigenous color.

Janet: There must be more! There must be a way! He must love me! He must!

She said, having been in her denial for days at a time. But she simply just could not be rid of the only flaw that prevented her from having the love she longed for..

Lucy: Princess Damita, there is much to do on this morning.

She announced as she set the tray before the Princess.

Janet: And for what reason do I have to arise from my chambers?

Lucy: There is a Prince by the name of Prince Haikiem of the Nigerian region of Africa. Your father would like you to present yourself worthy as a suitable wife and Queen to his people.

Janet: I know that I posses no beauty. Surly the time is wasteful.

Lucy: I think not.. Haikiem is a very noble man. Having won many wars and now focuses to get his crown with a good wife.. If anything, Haikiem shall love you.

Janet: Why?

Lucy: Many reasons are bound to be the answer. For one, perhaps being that you are of royal blood and hearing of your very rare beauty.

Janet: Maybe.. Maybe so.. Pardon me, but I must prepare myself.

Lucy: As you wish, your highness..

Bowing, Lucy left Janet to wonder on about this new King. Arising to her closet, she found herself deciding to wear a dress of pureness. White. Janet had decided that if she had not the power to be, then she shall wear it. Going over to her vanity mirror, Janet put on blue for her eyes and a rich red color for her lips. Then she dressed herself in the white dress with white slippers and diamond earrings.

Janet: Surely the Prince shall not be here before the sun prepares to set itself.

And it was with that that she waited patiently for him on her balcony. And it was upon which the wind had blown her hair free in its length late into the day that a carriage had arrived. He made his way to the garden by the guidence of their butler. Lucy then arrived unto Janet.

Lucy: The time has come.

Janet: I presume he is awaiting my company.

Lucy: Fear not. Love will find you.

She smiled. Janet floated about the palace and out to garden.

Haikiem: Princess Damita. It is with great pleasure to meet such beauty in person.

Janet: And such gentle words from a gentleman, such that a lady has heard. I show much gratitude.

Haikiem: Shall we enjoy the beauty of two such rare delicacies?

Janet: You say there are two?

Haikiem: I look beauty within the eyes as we are also surround by such uncomparable wonders.

Janet: I thank you.

Taking her seat, Janet began to like the Prince.

Janet: Prince, tell me of the ways of your people. I would like to know the beauty that surrounds your Kingdom.

Haikiem: There is not much beauty there than there is that sits before me. And aside from our celebrations of countless days each year, we value beauty such as yourself over in my country.

Janet: And just what do you call beautiful in your country?

Haikiem: The body of a woman is what you see, but is not what stays in a man's heart. Her own self-being is the very key to a man's heart. And what is more is the nature that God himself allows the mother to provide upon the lands of my Kingdom.

Silence. Haikiem marveled at her beauty as she drank a little of her tea, avoiding his eyes.

Haikiem: From what you do, I can tell of your ways. The great Mother Hindi has shown me my wife and now, I have found you.

Janet: Mother Hindi?

Haikiem: She is a great doctor and she is my most trusted advisor.

Janet nodded.

Haikiem: Princess Damita, surely you must have more to say?

Janet: I have not any words but these.. Is beauty to have a certain color with it?

Haikiem: I see no difference in color. Beauty lies within, my Queen.

Janet: Then I have no further words.

Haikiem: Princess Damita, allow for us to meet again. The sight of you.. I must see you again.

Janet: Very well, it shall be as you ask.

Haikiem: I kiss your hand.

And that he did, allowing Janet to melt at the sight internally.

Haikiem: You are one rare jewel. I shall see you again, very soon.

Janet: Very soon.

Haikiem bowed and returned for his carriage back to his palace in Nigeria. Janet smiled.