Scarlett

''Your punishment is this castle now Scarlett, they're quite upset with your decisions and your uncalled for outburst, I really hope you just, stay out of trouble for now'' Dylan closes the door, completely filled with pity.

It wasn't all that bad, at least, I wouldn't be marrying William, I just had to bear the grunts and groans I was showed. So I spent my day, completely occupied with thoughts of Cane and it kept me going, it kept me sane.

I yearned to write to him, but stopped myself each time, because I knew the time wasn't right and if he loved me he would wait. The night came by and I prepared for bed, I tossed and turned unable to rest. I watched the clock slowly, ten, eleven, time dragged and I hated it!

All that possessed my thoughts were Cane and his birthday! I eagerly await twelve and jump up from my bed, I head to the window and open it. The sky was clear, beauty at its finest, but something caught my eye, two stars together, yet apart.

I smiled thinking it to resemble myself and Cane, I hoped he would be looking at the same. The arrow reaches twelve and my door creaks open. I turn immediately startled, ''Sarah!'' I shout exasperated, ''Shhhhh!'' She instructs, a broad figure follows her body in and the door is closed.

''Who's that??'' I question abruptly, ''See for yourself'' She smirks shrewdly and leaves the room. I stand frightfully before the man, the room was dark, but I stood in the portion lit up by the moon's rays.

He steps forward slowly and his face is revealed by the light, ''Cane??'' My heart drops and im unable to respond, he smiles breathtakingly and takes hold of my hand, ''H-how'' I mutter, ''Sarah'' he whispers, ''I only have an hour with you, think you not replying is going to stop me from meeting you?''

I cover my eyes, embarrassed by my stupid action, he lifts me up gently and I giggle softly, ''Sarah wrote to me, telling me what's been going on, I figured you needed me'' he tucks me into bed and lays next to me, playing with my hair, ''Thank you'' I finally speak. He kisses my forehead gently and lifts my hand, glaring at the ring, ''Just remember Scarlett, if anything has to happen and we somehow get seperated, I will always love you. I promise you''

He calmed every nerve in me and somehow, I fell asleep even with all those worries zooming in my head. Before I knew it, he was gone and I awoken to an empty bed drenched in his perfume.

I immediately pull out a paper and begin writing but my door opening stops me from furthering the note, ''Scarlett come downstairs'' Dylan instructs and I quickly dismiss the paper at hand and follow him out.

He led me to the garden, with William present, ''No Dylan'' I grab his arm pleading with him, ''You have to do this, I'm with you, okay?'' I gulp and step forward to a furious looking Prince.

''What is all of this Scarlett? You're refusing to marry me?'' Hurt evident in his tone, but it wouldn't work this time on me, I was done feeling guilty, ''I'm not what you're looking for William, I feel it bes--''

''NO! You feel nothing! That's why you did this!! You were mine and now you're refusing? I won't allow that!'' He grips my arm tightly, bruising me, ''You're forgetting I'm right here'' Dylan pushes his hand off, ''Don't make me hit you, she's come to give you answers, take them or you know where's the exit''

I sigh uncomfortable In the tension and continue, ''William, you make my parents happy, for that reason I thought I could adjust to you, but you made it hard and you forced me to change, I just don't think I can handle that'' I finish off looking down.

''Alright Scarlett, you're going to come back to me, sooner or later, because you're mine'' he steps away and I exhale loudly, ''Good going'' Dylan pats me on the back and walks off.

I make my way into the castle, a strong scent catches my attention, I follow the scent trailing into a unused back room, as I approach nearer it becomes clear to me, something burned! So I hurriedly made my way down the stairs and pushed the door open, only to find a weeping Sarah and over angered parents.

I take a closer look in mum's hand, a familiar letter rested, she tosses the envelope into the lit fire, ''NO!'' I gasp, in the fire, burned all my letters from Cane.