Potato Child! Cometh Hither!

[*dances around* Rasta rasta rast-a! Rasta rasta rast-a! It's my new obsession....:3]

Sarina, didn't notice, she was far to enthralled in her thoughts. Why would they want to sacrifice me? Was this why my wedding day was scribbled out, because Elora knew I was going to die? Why would my own mother sacrifice me? I'm nothing special. I mean, being a princess is special but I'm not exceptionally pretty or anything. Why not just sacrifice that annoying girl? The one with the obsession over dresses. Yeah, I say they should sacrifice her. She nodded assuredly to herself, then looked back at Anthony. "You never told me where we were going."

Anthony sighed and glanced up at her. "Back to your house." He smiled. "I thought you might like it. But I have to go back to the palace when you're done. Rhys will accomany you the rest of the way."

"Youre leaving me?" She asked, her voice getting slightly soft.

"I have to." Anthony whispered and walked up to her. He rested his forehead on hers. "I don't want to, believe me I don't, but they'll find us if I don't go back."

She looked straight into his eyes. "How?" She asked, tears welling up. She didn't want him to go.

"Some sort of fancy electronic GPS unit they installed in my head at birth." Tears welled in Anthony's eyes. "I want to go with you, I really do."

"Thats the worst thing Ive ever heard of." She closed her eyes and a tear slid down. "And aren't you still engaged to that Shaelynn person?" She asked softly.

"No, she's my step-sister." A wry grin spread over Anthony's face. "Even the Queen isn't that messed up."

"Thatd be gross." She agreed, smiling still. But she still was crying. "I don't want you to go."

"It would be gross. And I don't want to leave you either, but I know Rhys will take care of you." For once, when Anthony spoke that name, he didn't say it with a sneer or jealousy. He was just sad. Rhys looked mournfully at the scene unfolding before him with a sad stare.

"But...but I really care about you Anthony." She said, her voice totally pained.

"And I, you. But if they found me helping you, they'd execute me." Anthony's voice was equally pained as he said this.

"Would I ever be able to see you?" She asked, her eyes glimmering with either more tears a faint splash of hope.

"If you're lucky, no." Anthony said, a tear finally sliding down his cheek. "So I'm afraid this is goodbye."

She bit her bottom lip, and shook her head, more tears sliding down her cheeks. "No." She whispered, barely audible.

Anthony smiled sadly and turned to Rhys. "Take care of her. And don't let anyone touch her." He added as an afterthought.
"Will do." Rhys replied with a profesional nod.
Anthony hugged Sarina quickly before turning around to walk away.

"Wait." She said, grabbing his hand and pulling him over to her. She stood on her tip toes and gave him a passionate kiss. Then she pulled away. "I love you." She murmured to him, then turned away to hide her tears.

Anthony kissed her back, but didn;t say anything back. He didn't know if he loved her, and he didn't want to lie. So all he said was, "Stay safe." and started to jog away. Tears splashed behind him, and the wind carried one to the ground in front of Sarina.

She looked down at whatever had splashed, and wondered what it was. She tilted her head but didn't stop crying.

Rhys came up beside her and touched her elbow comfortingly. "It's okay, Sarina."

She hiccuped and then turned and hugged him, sobbing into his shoulder.

[hmmm...does Rhys just like being cried on? XD]

[Rhys.... hm, I don't know, he's just always... there xD]

Rhys hesitantly wrapped his arms around her. He liked her of course, but not that way, and he didn't want to give her the wrong impression.

[hm. Good xD]

She pulled slightly away. "Im sorry. Your shoulders all wet." She sniffed and looked up at him sadly.

Rhys laughed. "Don't worry about it. But we should probably get going." He glanced worriedly at the rising sun in the east.

She nodded and wiped her eyes. "Yeah, let's go. I wanna get really far away from here."