Grace screamed.

Michael: No! Grace calm down! Please!

Michael tried to calm her down but nothing was working. She kept throwing things at him and he was dodging them all.. Except the pillow.. That hit him in the face..

Grace: You sick fool!

Michael: Grace please! Listen to me!

Grace: Why should I?

Michael: Because I have made a mistake..

He sighed and then looked at her.

Michael: Grace.. You are not my sister.. Alice is.

Grace was quiet because she was furious.. Then she began to clap slowly.

Grace: Congratulations Prince Michael.. You have finally figured out what I have been trying to tell you..

Michael: You knew?

Grace: Yes, of course I knew! Lucy told me herself! But I see what our love means to you.

Michael: Grace..

Grace: Michael.. Just get out.

Michael: Grace please..

Grace: Get out, Michael!

Michael: But what about our baby?

Grace: Why are you concerned about the baby now? You wanted nothing to do with it yesterday.

Michael: Yes I did, I just needed to think is all..

Grace: You just needed to think? How foolish are you? You think throwing me out and hurting my feelings, then apologizing is okay?

Michael: Grace.. I am sorry. I was wrong, I know this but.. There were a lot of things on my mind that day and I should never have taken it out on you.

Grace sat down onto her bed and looked down.

Grace: Leave me.. Leave me and never return..

Michael: Grace..

Grace: Leave!

She ran to her chamber pot and began to throw up. She felt his hand rub her back and held her hand up at him.. Then, he left.

Michael: I Love You Grace..

He said just before he left. Michael was left in despair along with Jermaine and Janet. Janet sat in front of her mirror and a red at herself..

Janet: Why must I be left in despair? Why is it that I cannot marry whom I want? Or go outside these wretched palace walls? Tis not such a palace to me.. More as if it were a deep dark dungeon.. And what is worst is that I am a woman.. Women have no voice.. But of course..  I am an ugly woman.. Who would marry me anyway?

She sighed before putting her head down. She began to sob and the overflow of depression began to wave over her. She couldn't bare to sit there in front of her mirror and laid on her bed. Somehow.. She had fallen in love with another royal..

Jermaine still refused to eat and Lucy hadn't bothered to bring him his food.. Instead, Alice would take his food and place it down in front of his door and knock before going away from him. And every evening, Grace would come to get the trays from in his room. Alice wanted no chance of getting back with Jermaine but she also felt as if a piece of her was missing inside..

Alice never paid any attention to that part of her heart but she woke up with the pain and slept with it too.. It's been there since the day she had broken the heart of Jermaine and herself but she was too stubborn to fix everything for the both of them. But it hurt her so bad and its only been two days since they had broken up.. She was falling apart.. Slow enough for her not to notice.. But if she did, she ignored it..

Grace sat in her room with the pot between her feet and sadness written all over her.. She knew whom she needed.. She knew she needed Michael to help her feel better but she was also still upset about how he treated her a few days ago. She looked down into the pot and saw the sickening liquids in there. Grace saw her face but then she saw Michael's face. She began to cry because she knew.. She knew that she needed him.

Grace: Michael..

She said softly through her tears. She heard movement on the other side of the door and looked at the door.

Grace: Whomever you are, reveal yourself to me.

It was obvious that she was crying when you heard her voice and the room seemed very still.. Then after a moment, she heard a sigh and the door slowly opened. The one face she never thought she'd see again was standing right before her very eyes again. He looked down with his hands behind his back and spoke softly.

Michael: I have finished with the ballroom arrangements and I wanted to make sure that you were okay.. I got these for you too..

He said as he held two roses from the garden in his hand. It was hard to set down because the thorns had gotten stuck to his hand but he didn't mind considering that they were indeed for Grace. Grace looked at the roses for a while and then up at Michael.

Michael: Grace.. I know you have a deep hatred for me but please do one last favor.. These thorns in my hand from the roses are caught on my skin and they hurt. Could you please..?

He trailed off as he held his hand out and came towards her. She stared at his hand and hesitantly took it, then began to take them out of his hand. When she had gotten to the last one, his hand was just about covered in blood but he never even winced. Grace was about to let go of his hand when his other hand touched her face ever so gently.. Then he turned to leave her.

Grace: How you not done this on purpose?

He stopped and looked down.

Michael: Yes Grace.. I longed to see you.. To touch you once more and have one last goodbye..

Grace: Then why have you not said it?

Michael: My lips forbid such words to the ones I love.. And Grace, I Love You very deeply..

He turned around with sparkling eyes.. But it was the sparkle of sadness.. The birth of tears.

Grace: I Love You too Michael.. Very much so..

He approached her and got onto his knees before her.

Michael: Grace, please forgive me.. I cannot live without you..

He stared at her for a while and then she said those magic words.

Grace: I forgive you.

He nodded and then the unexpected happened.. He kissed her lips more passionately than ever before. Grace was shocked at first but let it happen. When he had stopped, he saw that she needed him.

Michael: Grace.. Please marry me.

She bit her lip and looked down for a while before nodding.

Grace: I shall marry you.

Michael nodded and kept nodding as a smile appeared on his face. He hugged her and then his hands began to wonder around her back. He closed his eyes, sucked in some air and then bit his bottom lip.

Michael: I Love You forever..

He said softly. He kissed her lips passionately as her arms wrapped around his neck and they began to crawl onto her bed. They laid next to each other and then Michael put his hand on her stomach.. He put his head down onto her stomach so that he could listen to the growing miracle inside of her. He kissed her stomach and rubbed it.

Michael: I Love You..

He crooned to her stomach.

Grace: Michael.. Are you really happy about being a father?

Michael: But of course! Especially since this is my first child and I shall have it with you.

He went to her face and was about to kiss her when she pushed his away and leaned over where the pot was and threw up. Michael rubbed her back and said calming words to her.

Michael: It is alright Grace. You are the mother of a royal and my wife to be. I Love You Grace and thank you for giving me a child.