Charity: * bumps into Damian *

Damian: * grabs her hand and smirks* woah easy on the goods sweetheart

Charity: * internally gasps * 'this can't be happening!' * blushes*

Damian: never thought I'd come face to face with the enemy and make her blush

Charity: ahem . I suppose i should apologize for intruding like this , i can't imagine you were expecting me

Damian: my friend has a knack for causing all sorts of trouble , on the contrary i knew you were coming, i just didn't care

Charity: w-what?

Damian: take it as a precaution dear * smirks* my reports warned that the crystal princess was a woman of unnatural strength and cunning with fair skin and cold peircing sapphire eyes , having said there's something wrong here

Charity: something ... wrong

Damian : very wrong * looks down at charity* your far more attractive than they give you credit * sigh * lucky me~

Damian: follow me

Charity: where are you going?

* both walk into a room*

Damian: make yourself at home , this room is my private study, i make it a habit to not let the servants intrude on me here , a few less people to get on my nerves * sees charity looking at the antique katana on the wall* oh antiques

Charity: it's beautiful

Damian: it's a dust collector if you ask me , but the crowned prince insisted on preserving it
Charity: aren't you the crowned prince?

Damian: i was talking about my eldest brother , six years ago my brother gave his life on the battle field just before his corination , so i was instated as the next reigning prince

Charity: I'm so sorry for your loss

Damian: well he didn't have a choice , as for anyone who is born with our position and our crowns  , the stain of the original princes , they marr our heads as a reminder of the burden we carry , the burden we both share

Charity: i suppose

Damian: enough of this have a seat

Charity: *sits down*

Damian: *pours a glass of scotch* here

Charity: oh! I really don't drink

Damian: * chuckles* oh your a lightweight . No worries we can fix that

Charity: stop that's too much

Damian: beleive me the more you stay in this place, the more you will want to retract that statement, now  princess what can i do for you

Charity: oh i was hoping we would get to know eachother before our....

Damian: oh right since we were unfortunate enough to bring that up , sure princess I'll bite, what's the deal with you and blue

Charity: * almost spits out her drink * the lieutenant? I think your making unsound assumptions

Damian: just a lieutenant,  i was expecting him to be of higher rank

Charity: if rank defines a man i must be playing my cards right, why not a prince or a king

Damian: spare me the diplomatic flattery , i don't find liars to be charming

Charity: i wasn't trying to be dishonest

Damian: no your only telling me what i want to hear , dispite all the anguish and hatred that burns in those sapphire  eyes

Charity : you are mistaken

Damian : so you've come here to confess your undying love for me then?

Charity: your highness , i believe that ending this war should be our main-

Damian: nothing is clear, nothing is assumed until i know your true feelings Charity,  putting up this facade isn't going to help either one of us , for all i know this compliance is a farce for my head

Charity: with all due respect,  my people have suffered enough, i bare no intention but to see this war end nothing more

Damian: if that's the stance you'll take * puts down his glass* we're done here. * walks off*

Charity: * walks after him* please Damian, what is it that you-

Damian: save it sweetheart , i don't think you quite realized what you've involved yourself in, your just a scared little girl , unfit to look me in the eye much less call yourself a princess and for the fools that bow their head to you as their princess, it's no wonder why Crystallia has one foot in the grave.

Charity: how dare you... say what you want about me but don't ever undermine the suffering my people have indured! I know I was not strong enough to win the war but at least i know how to swallow my pride and deal with what was infront of me ... but you the" mighty " Prince Damian,  are a coward that hides behind his sword, you flex your power , while maintaining you care about how I feel , don't make me laugh, you know damn well it doesn't matter

Damian: Doesn't matter? For someone so bold * grabs Charity's wrist* you don't seem to know where you stand * yanks on Charity's wrist and brings her to his chest* i could have burned that damn planet to ashes , but instead I've been generous , don't you think ? Not like that pathetic excuse of a dynasty,  generations of weaklings to stubborn to admit defeat , in the end they could hardly protect themselves much less their own people that's who you have to blame , beloved * leans down to Charity's ear* now tell me beloved what happens when i crawl into your bed and buried my face in this sultry, purple hair, will it matter if you struggle or scream , or will you let me have my way with you

Charity: * puts her hand on his cheek* oh prince Damian you really know how to charm a girl, should your highness ever bestow me with such a honor* pulls him close* i would have no choice but to lie back and ... do this * leans in to kiss him, but yanks on the collar of his gi and yanks him to the  corner of his desk with him hitting his head in the process * ' i can't believe that actually worked , serves you right , you scoundrel! Now i need to get out of here before- ' * gasps*

Damian : * sits up and laughs darkly, he has a bruise on his head, his eyes glow green * now i thought this would get boring