Grace was upset but decided to remain silent. Prince Michael always wondered about her and followed her around but she never spoke to anyone. She'd just do her chores and go to her room. Michael could only think of what she did in that room of hers.. He didn't even know if she ate. Michael tried his hardest to get Grace to pay attention to him.

Michael: Grace.. Please speak to me.

Grace did not give Michael the time of her day to talk and just ignored him.

Michael: Grace, really.. Please don't do this. This is the fourth day in a row.. Please talk to me.

Grace kept sweeping the floor until Michael took the broom out of her hands. Grace just glanced at him and went on to her next chore.

Michael: Come on now, Grace!

Grace started dusting and Michael kept getting in her way. Grace was started to get fed up with Michael.

Michael: You will not continue to clean this palace. You will speak to me.

But Grace did just the opposite. She went back to sweeping the floor and then disappeared for a few minutes. She came back with a mop and bucket.

Michael: Grace.. Speak to me!

Michael said sternly.

Michael: Don't make me say it.. Don't make me do this! I will! I promise I will!

Grace began to mop the floor and this enraged Michael.

Michael: I'll do it! I promise you!

Michael truly did not want to do this but Grace was not speaking.

Michael: Oh servant!

Grace looked at him and bowed.

Michael: Are you serious!

Grace went back to mopping and Michael left, full of rage and frustration. Grace continued to do her regular chores and skipped Michael's room for the day. She figured that one of the other girls would do it if they saw it. Jasmine saw Michael's bed was a mess and did it for her. Grace was later questioned why she did not make the Prince's bed.

Michael: Grace.. Please tell me why you are not speaking to me.

Grace still ignored him.

Michael: I will tell my father!

Grace froze and turned around. Michael had his arms folded and Grace challenged him. Tell him. She thought.

Michael: Grace.. This is not over..

Michael did this all day long.. Michael finally had had enough of this era of silence and interrupted Grace as she was about to go up to her room. Grace was just about to turn a corner when Michael stepped out in front of her. Grace looked up blankly and bowed before she stepped away from him, then around him.

Michael: Grace!

Michael said as he grabbed her by the arm. Grace stared back at him but she wasn't amused.

Michael: Please.. Say something.

Grace gave him a look that challenged him as she crossed her arms after flicking away Michael's hand.

Michael: Grace, the truth is that you're my best friend. You're the only one I can talk to about my problems and get the most useful feedback. I shall not let you just not speak to me anymore.

Grace eyed him and turned away from him, only to be turned back..

Michael: Don't turn away from me!

Grace bit her lip as the rage began to show in her eyes.. How she felt and what she wanted to say.

Michael: Grace.. When you don't speak, it seems like you're dead and I don't like that.

Grace thought about this.. I'm just as good as dead to you now.. Who would care if I died anyway?

Michael: Grace, would you please stop staring at me and say something!

Grace: Stop yelling at me! I'm so sick of it! If I wanted to talk, then I would! But I don't, so leave it alone!

Michael looked at Grace surprised at her outburst but then he started to smile.

Michael: Are you alright?

Grace: Do I look it, sire?

Michael: Grace, I know that you're upset with me but what I don't understand is why. Why are you upset with me?

Grace shifted and looked away from Michael.

Michael: Grace, no. Look at me and don't stop talking.

Grace: What do you want me to say? Or should I put it like this, what must I say sire?

Prince Michael rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.

Grace: Shall I go to my room sire?

Michael: You will not speak to me in this manner!

Grace turned away from him and crossed her arms as she looked down. Prince Michael turned towards her and spoke into her ear.

Michael: Grace.. Please say what is on your mind.

Grace: Do you really want to know? Really Prince Michael?

Michael: I told you to just call me Michael.

Grace: Prince, if I tell you, I will die.

Michael: Surely you will live.

Grace: Not as you think.

Michael: Speak to me Grace. What is going on with you?

Grace: I cannot and I will not.

Grace said as she began to walk away.

Michael: You will not walk away from me!

Grace: You will let me go, now let me go!

Jermaine: What is all the commotion out here? Michael, unhand her. Now!

Michael: Grace and I were just.. talking.

Grace: He was talking, I was not. Prince LaJune, shall I remain or may I go?

Michael and Jermaine kept their eyes on each other until Jermaine quickly shifted his eyes to Grace and back again.

Jermaine: You may go.

Michael: Jermaine..

Grace: Thank you sire.

Grace bowed and left.

Jermaine: I presume you had a problem.

Michael: Problem? I had no problem until you came.

Jermaine: So I am the problem?

Michael: Yes, you are. She was speaking to me! I finally got her to speak to me and here you came and LET HER GO!

Jermaine: You had her by the arm AGAINST HER WILL! What do you expect?

Michael: Against her will? Brother, you are talking like a madman.

Jermaine: Michael, no. I am speaking as a true Jackson of this family. As the older brother of this Kingdom, I have no say in what you do unless I say what is done.

Michael: Jermaine-.

Michael said as he held up a finger.

Jermaine: And you will not say another word.. Leave Grace alone.

Michael looked at Jermaine and then straightened up.

Michael: My goodness.. Jermaine.. Jermaine you love her..

Michael said with disbelief.

Jermaine: I never took it that far.

Michael: You act upon it. You love her.. But.. A servant girl?

Jermaine: Your best friend.

Michael: So you do love her! No harm in being just friends.

Jermaine: I deny that lie!

Michael: Alright, then tell me this.. If you do not love her, why defend her?

Jermaine: Does a man not respect all women?

Michael: Does a man not treat a woman who is not his wife, like she is?

Jermaine: What are you saying?

Michael: You love her. There was passion in your eyes when you stopped me from talking to her.

Jermaine: There was no such thing.

Jermaine said as he turned away from him.

Michael: Jermaine, don't hind what you feel. Just tell her.

Jermaine: But it is forbidden for a Prince to marry a woman of low consideration.

Michael: Brother, with all due respect. Grace needs someone to love her. Someone she can talk to.

Jermaine: You are only using me to get inside her mind.

Michael: No I am not. I just want to know why my best friend is upset with me.

Jermaine: I will find out, but I won't tell you.

Michael: Brother, for the sake of my heart and hers. Please do tell me if you do.

Michael said before he walked away towards Janet's room.

Jermaine: Oh my..

Jermaine went into his room and began to lay there, thinking of what to say and how to say it. Grace was the only one that he loved but he couldn't at his parents know that. Jermaine went to his desk and began to write. He wrote out his feelings and decided that he was going to give it to Grace. It was a tough decision but he knew it was all for love.

Michael knocked upon Janet's door and discovered that it was locked. Michael was curious as to why Janet's room door was locked.. In fact, he pondered the very thought of it even being closed. Michael knocked again and spoke.

Michael: Janet! Why is the door locked?

Janet: Would you keep it down! I'm trying to sleep!

Michael: The sun has not even gone down completely yet!

Janet: I always go to sleep at this hour! Now go!

Michael: Its a about Grace..

Janet unlocked the door after a while and just looked up at him.

Janet: What is it now?

Michael: Grace wouldn't speak to me and when she finally did tonight, he lips turned sour with rage.

Janet: Doesn't she always do that every month?

Michael: Well.. Yes but this time it's different..

Janet: Different in what way?

Michael came in and sat down as he began to tell her what happened.

Michael: Then Jermaine came and dismissed her. He loves her, you know.

Janet: I know very well.

Michael: Why is Grace so vile towards me?

Janet bit her lip and shook her head.

Janet: No.. You have to find out on your own. I cannot tell you.

Michael: Any suspicions?

Janet: I cannot. Now get out.

Michael: But what will I do?

Janet: Watch, learn and act just as I have said before. Now goodbye and goodnight.

Michael went to his room and thought about everything.. What Lucy had told him a few days before this one. In his mind, Michael thought today was the worst of all days.

Michael: Why are they saying for me to watch her and act upon what I see?

Michael said as he laid down to rest. Meanwhile, Grace was writing about how she was feeling in her little book that her grandmother gave her. Grace then started to draw a small picture of an eye and a heart. Then she drew an 'x' though them. It was describing how she felt.

Grace: Never will I ever tell him. Never will he ever understand.. I Love him so much..

Grace let a tear roll down her face, down her cheek and die on her lips.