Hello everyone. Here's another revised chapter. I started writing this right after my first installment of revised chapters. So, that means, people who have reviewed the new chapters are going to be acknowledged. Yay!

Anyway, onto to the chapter!

Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade, so please don't sue me. But if you do sue me for my own stuff, I'll cry at your cruelty.

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The Heartless Soldier

Chapter 5: The Arrival of Prince Zeo

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Today was the day. Prince Zeo would be arriving in only a few hours. Sitting in front of her vanity table, Katie tried, but was failing, to wait patiently for Hilary to come and help her get ready. How could Millie sit there so patiently? Ah guess it's because she doesn't have all these responsibilities. Katie surmised as she watched Millie calmly wait for Hilary in the chair in the corner closest to the vanity table.

Hearing a knock on the door, Katie called out, "Who is it?" Katie knew who it was, but she had to act the part, so it was mandatory to say that. Smiling when she heard the familiar voice of Hilary saying, "It is Hilary." Katie was a little surprised, but not entirely, when she heard some other voice, and then Hilary adding, "and Lady Vivian."

Lady Vivian was a… odd lady-in-waiting. Katie had met her during her birthday party and instantly loved her. Unlike the rest of the ladies who lived in or in the vicinity of the castle, she wasn't this giggly, ditzy young woman. Vivian had to be one of the oldest ladies-in-waiting, but that didn't deter her from becoming the most likely candidate to be Prince Kai's wife. She was strong, sarcastic, and expected to be treated like an equal, or she wouldn't give you a second of her time. King Voltaire had been greatly impressed by that strength, and Prince Kai respected her sufficiently that she was able to not need to alter one mannerism about herself. Katie greatly respected her, and immensely welcomed her company. And Katie was proud to say that Vivian felt the same way towards her.

Needing no instruction, Millie bounded from her chair, and responded to the knock. Opening the door, Millie meekly replied, eyes down, "Lady Katherine awaits you and welcomes your company and assistance."

Walking past Millie, Hilary made no notion of acknowledging her, something she had to do when there were other people around. It was expected to treat slaves, especially neko-jin slaves, like that. Everyone did it. Vivian on the other hand…

Squealing in her manly way, Vivian cried out, "oh, you are just the cutest thing I've ever seen!" Then, she wrapped her strong arms around Millie, who stayed as still as a mouse, in a crushing hug. Millie made no effort to release herself, or show any signs that she was in pain. Actually, it wasn't well known that neko-jins have a high tolerance of pain, so Millie was perfectly fine in this shattering hold. Releasing her when she was satisfied, Vivian turned to Katie and Hilary. Hilary had already started on Katie's hair, brushing it over and over again, the clothed bag that contained Katie, Millie, and Hilary's outfits now on the bed. Glancing at the bag, Vivian returned her gaze to the mirror, so she could see Katie more properly.

"I've been trying my very hardest to get Hilary to show me your dress. I'm almost thinking of resorting to begging," Vivian explained, quirking her eyebrows strangely as she spoke. Katie smiled mischievously at her through the mirror. Returning the smile, Vivian spoke again. "I don't see why someone as close as I am to Katherine wouldn't be able to have a peek at a dress that was spun by angels."

Katie chuckled heartily. "Spun by angels?"

"So I've heard," she replied flippantly. Sometime during their conversation, Millie had closed the door and returned to her seat in the corner of the room, watching Katie intently. "What does those silly rumours matter anyway? All that counts is how well it'll look on you. Though, rags would look gorgeous on you, darling."

"Compliments will do nothing to sway me, you'll have to wait, just like everyone else," Katie answered, smiling her most innocently evil smile.

Bringing the back of her hand to her forehead, in mock faintness, Vivian replied, in faux shock, "You've seen right through me! If I didn't already know that you were already planned to someone else, I would have been wary of your good looks, charm, wit, and intelligence snatching Prince Kai away from me. Then we may have enemies, and I would have never made such a marvellous friend."

"Will not sway me," Katie repeated, in an almost singsong, very child-like voice.

Huffing, sighing and laughing all at the same time, Vivian said, "Alright, alright. Then I will see you at the party, I must get ready myself."

Standing up, to the annoyance of Hilary, who was trying to tame her wild curly hair, Katie turned to Vivian taking hold of her hands firmly and fondly. Vivian always hated the flimsy goodbyes of the other ladies-in-waiting. "You mean you are not already ready? You look absolutely handsome," Katie complimented.

"Now who's complimenting whom?" Vivian replied smirking, amused. Giving Katie's hold a tight and powerful squeeze, Vivian kissed each of her cheeks, Katie returning the gesture. "See you at the party then."

Letting go of her hands, Katie bobbed her head slowly, once. "At the party."

Turning tail, Vivian opened the door all on her own and left, shutting the door behind her.

"Alright, now that she's left, let's get you ready," Hilary said, unwrapping the binds of the clothed bag. Taking the dress on top, Hilary swung it up showing it to all. It was a very small, silk lilac dress with black edges, in the neko-jin style. (A/N: neko-jin style is the same as a traditional Chinese style of clothing. Because there is no China in this story, assume that all the clothes and culture traits of the neko-jins are Chinese based.) "Since you're going to be escorted with Prince Kai, Millie should get ready first. Gregory will be arriving soon."

Taking the spot on the bed, since Millie now had the vanity table's chair, Katie leafed through the bag. Staring intently at Hilary's pale pink dress, Katie turned to Hilary and asked, "do you want some help in getting into your dress?"

Stopping briefly at the question, Hilary smiled at her kindness, returning to styling Millie's hair. "Yes, thank you." Unbinding the strings that kept Millie's braids intact, Hilary let the hair come undone itself, flowing down her back in kinks. Standing up onto her chair, Millie took off the dress she had been wearing.

"So, how's does it feel to be able to attend a party, instead of helping in it?" Katie asked, taking Millie's discarded dress, placing it beside her on the bed, after she folded it nicely. Katie had at least learned to fold clothes almost as well as Millie.

"A little strange actually, I'm still worried that they may ask me to help them at the last minute. Could you raise your arms up for me Millie?" Hilary replied, pulling the dress past Millie's raised arms, and her head, continuing to pull down, until it stopped unrolling, now that it's at its complete length. Straightening any wrinkles with a stroke, Millie sat back down, her legs swinging playfully. Taking her brush, Hilary begun brushing her hair, to make sure it didn't become wild kinks. Placing her hand in one of the pockets in her servant dress, Hilary pulled out a beautiful silk lilac ribbon, before she tied it very lovely on top of Millie's head.

Satisfied with her work, Hilary patted Millie on the back, silently telling her she was done. Now at the age of twelve, it would make her appear as a tramp if she wore cosmetics. Not that she needed it anyway. Sliding off the chair, Millie slipped her tiny feet into lilac shoes, made with strange material that caused them to shimmer. Spinning around for Katie, Millie smiled at the applause she was receiving. Rei had been so considerate giving her any and all neko-jin clothes he didn't need or found. How he had found female styled clothes of this quality was a wonder to Millie, and she was forever grateful. And all Rei had asked in return was a dance with her, how kind!

"You look lovely Mil'," Katie said, bringing Millie from her thoughts. Smiling, Millie replied, "thank you." Katie greatly returned it. Taking Hilary's dress out of the bag, Katie held it to her petite frame. "I guess you're next Hil'," Katie said, laying the dress gently and neatly onto the bed. Giving Katie a small, joyous smile, Hilary was just about to say something when a knock came to the door.

Not entirely sure it was Gregory, Millie answered it as she would for anyone, just in case. Opening the door, Millie was delighted to see Gregory attired in an outdated, but looking stunning on him, velvety green neko-jin styled shirt and matching black dress pants. His velvet green shoes were also very similar to Millie's, though his lacked the shimmer of hers. Bowing pleasantly, Gregory said, "I am here to take Miss Millie to the party."

When Millie giggled at him, Gregory's head went to face her. Straightening himself up, he smiled kindly in her direction. Bringing forward his arm in a smooth, fluid motion, Gregory left his outstretched hand and arm in mid air. Grinning at his gallant gesture, Millie lightly placed her hand in his. Taking hold of her hand, Gregory linked their arms together, bringing Millie to his side. "I am leaving Lady Katherine," Millie said, just before she and Gregory left, Millie closing the door behind them. They heard Katie reply, "yes, yes," on their way out.

"I hope I wasn't too early," Gregory said, as they walked their slow pace down the hallway.

"Not at all. Besides, I am not permitted to attend after a certain hour, and if we're an hour or two before the higher class, who's going to put up a fuss?" Millie replied, glad to be here. Millie would never even imaged a year ago that this would be happening to her and Katie. Hopefully, when Katie has completed the mission, Gregory could come along with them back home. But right now, Millie only wanted to think of the party, and of having fun.

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Back in Katie and Millie's room, Katie was helping Hilary into her pale pink dress. It was a lovely dress, not too plain, and designed nicely enough, considering that it was a dress for the lower class. The dress suited Hilary's frame and tone of skin, and Katie complimented so, causing to Hilary to blush.

After Hilary sat down, Katie begun brushing her hair, once it was out of its bun. "I don't see why you complain about your hair so, Hil'. True it isn't made of silk, but it isn't straw either," Katie said, taking a chunk of Hilary's hair. Hilary blushed again, not accustomed to compliments.

"You really think so?"

"Absolutely, so you'll look fine when Tyson comes," Katie replied, her mouth twitching to reveal her hidden smirk. Hilary's blush grew, though of embarrassment not of praise.

"Wha-whatever do you mean?" Hilary stammered out, her hands moving to smooth out her dress over and over again, a nervous habit of hers. Her head begun to droop slowly.

"Head up," Katie started, not wanting to pull her hair. Hilary's head stopped drooping, it returning to its beginning position. "What I mean is, didn't Tyson ask you to go with him?" Katie could no longer contain her smirk.

"Yes…" Hilary replied, a very small, but clearly happy and loving, smile graced her face.

"Well, you should look good, don't ya think?" Katie asked, braiding another chunk of hair.

"Um… okay?"

Finishing with her hair, Katie added a little cosmetics, before saying, "I'm done!" Taking a peek at herself in the mirror, she had kept her eyes closed for the cosmetics, Hilary was amazed at her own appearance. Hilary's hair had been kept down, with pieces of her hair pulled back into small braids, before they all connected into one grand braid. Where all the smaller ones met to form the larger braid, there was a fresh, deep pink carnation. It was rather lovely. And Hilary's face had been coloured lightly with soft pinks on her cheeks and lips, bringing out her most pleasing features.

"Th-that's me?" Hilary asked, unable to believe her own appearance.

Pleased with her reaction, Katie replied, "that's you. And might I just say that you look gorgeous."

Turning around, to face Katie not through the mirror, Hilary gave her the largest smile she ever had made after becoming a servant at the castle. It radiated gratefulness and warmth. "Thank you." Hilary hadn't just meant the compliment.

"'Tis nothing."

Then, after a moment of wonderment and gratefulness, Hilary remembered her duties. Standing up, a little bustled, Hilary exclaimed, "Now! You must get ready immediately! You are expected to be announced in with Prince Kai soon!" Katie's face instantly dropped.

"Do I really have to come in with Kai? I thought the rumour of me having a lover 'back home' would keep everyone off me and the expectations of me having to wed him." Katie asked, a small whine apparent in her voice. Hilary held back the urge to scold Katie for calling Prince Kai, just 'Kai'. It was like how she calls the King 'Voltaire', Katie isn't restricted by the laws of the land, nor fears the consequences of breaking them.

Sighing, Hilary gave Katie the prepared answer. "Even though you're 'promised' to another, you are technically pretending to be the highest up of all the high class, excluding the King and the Prince. It would seem improper for you to enter by yourself, and since you have no one to escort you in, the King has graciously offered his grandson to do the job. It is to symbolize the great relationship your father and the King had, and is doing this as a gesture of kindness for your loss. And since it would seem suspicious to have you decline such a gracious offer, you are supposed to go with Prince Kai. Now, stop complaining and let me get you into that dress!"

Katie remained silent, knowing that Hilary's logical answer had been made by Max. Katie wasn't insinuating that Hilary couldn't have made a reasonable argument, but Max's answers were always absolute, while Katie could find ways out with Hilary's answers. Max's rational logic was just better than Hilary's slightly biased knowledge in dealing with Katie's sharp wit and intelligence. Giving up, Katie stripped out of her dress, so Hilary could get her ready.

After almost an hour, Katie was completely ready. Her beautifully elegant dress had been made in the intention of being 'fighting ready'. Covering the torso was such a velvety dark green corset that it appeared black. The corset was the starting point, with the rest of the dress flowing out of it. The top of the corset had a lacy material of pale silvery green that covered Katie's bust and made her dress no longer 'low cut' if the corset had been the top of the dress. From the top of her dress out came very grand, silk sleeves that gradually got larger as they moved across Katie's arms. They were just long enough that her fingertips were just seen. At the shoulders were ribbons of the same colour as the corset, falling all over her sleeves, with one ribbon at each arm that had a design of it, in the same colour as the silvery green lace. At the bottom of the corset flowed an elegant, silk green skirt, the same colour as the sleeves, almost reaching the floor. Like the sleeves, around the waist of the skirt, there were ribbons, with two ribbons, one at each hip, having the same strange design on them.

The importance of the designed ribbons was that, when pulled on, they raised the sleeves and skirt to reveal Katie's weapon covered limbs, and allowed her to function more properly. Her limbs had straps of leather on them that all held a knife of some kind, with a sword on each leg. Inside each of her sturdy black, high-heeled boots was a knife with the hilt protruding out the boot, covered by the dress's end. Around Katie's neck was a leather string choker with a small, triangle-shaped knife, meant to held in-between two fingers, dangling from it, on the back of her neck. It was neatly hidden beneath her curls of hair, that had been kept down. Against the advice of Hilary, Katie had left her face plain, hating the feel of cosmetics on her skin. It wasn't like she needed it, unless she wanted to cover her freckles.

So, after Hilary had to leave, so she could meet up with Tyson on time, Katie sat back down onto the vanity table's chair. Now, all she had to do was wait patiently for the servant to retrieve her, and take her to Kai. Then all she had to do is not blunder her mission. Smiling, Katie knew she would be perfect.

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Rei listened intently to Max's worries, nodding whenever it was needed or important. Really, Max just needed to spill out all his insecurities, and someone just had to be there to make it more soothing, since the whole conversation was completely one-sided. After his rant, looking up to his closest friend for advice and comfort, Max asked, "Do you think she'll say yes?"

Fixing a button on Max's silvery blue vest, Rei gave his friend a comforting smile. 'She' was Merriam, Max's object of affection, and the only person in the entire castle not to notice his feelings for her. Max smiled a tiny bit, his face relaxing a smidgen from Rei's own, confident, smile. "Of course she will, why wouldn't she?" Though Merriam was completely oblivious to Max's affections, she greatly enjoyed his company, and would most definitely agree to go with him; she had for all the other occasions Max somehow found the nerve to ask her.

Max's smile grew, before a thought struck him, causing the smile to fall as quickly as Rei had placed it there. "But what if she is already taken?" Max asked, his fear and anxiety returning, greater than ever. Rei held back his laughter for his friend, knowing he would take it the wrong way. Max was such a worrywart.

"She isn't, I checked," Rei replied, giving Max a half hug, their shoulders bumping together, squeezing his arm gently, in a brotherly way. Max's shoulders instantly dropped in relief, a greatly warming smile gracing his face. Laughing softly, leaning onto Rei, Max asked, "What would I do without you?"

This time, Rei didn't even try to hold in his laughter. "You'd die of worrying, that's what." Max returned the laugh, which caused Rei to laugh some more, which made Max laugh some more as well until they both were laughing so hard that they were holding the other up, from what was left of their hug.

Being the first one to catch his breath, after their fit of laughter had subsided, Rei let go of Max, once he was sure Max could hold himself up on his own. Glancing to the window, Rei saw that the sky was beginning to change into a burning pink. Smoothing out his white neko-jin styled shirt, then his black dress pants in the same style, Rei spoke. "I know you may not want me to leave, but I do have a curfew that you don't. I should be going now, if I want to enjoy the party fully."

Nodding, fiddling with the sleeves of his pale blue, long-sleeved shirt, Max replied, "could you at least walk with me most of the way to Merriam's room?" Laughing, Rei grabbed a hold of Max's shoulder, squeezing lightly in comfort. Then, he linked arms with his closest friend, leading Max, and himself as well, out the room, into the hallway. Max smiled at the gesture, already knowing what Rei's answer would be.

"Sure."

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Katie was definitely hating where she was right now. Here she was, standing right beside Prince Kai, linking arms with him, waiting for them to be called. For some unknown and strange, higher class reason, the higher ranking you are, the later you are called in. So, lucky her, she was stuck with him, alone, for who knows how long, the silence between them growing, it being extremely awkward.

Glancing at the beautiful, fuming redhead beside him, Kai gave her outfit a one over. Breaking the silence, since he didn't like uncomfortable silences either, though he wouldn't admit it, Kai commented, "you look… nice."

Turning her head, to face Kai directly, she sneered, giving him a cocky, cheeky look. "Is it better than what you saw me in the first time we met?" she asked, her sneer turning into a snide smirk.

Kai had enough curtsey to show some embarrassment, even if it just flashed past his eyes in a small moment. Even though he guarded his emotions, he knew that once his tiny bout of emotion reared its head, that she would catch it easily. And Katie did, which caused her smirk to grow into a toothy smile, glad to torture him, even if it was only a little bit.

After the moment of embarrassment passed, Kai replied to Katie's question with a "yes, it is." Katie stared at him for a long moment, her eyebrows quirked in incredibility. Then, she huffed loudly, her body tensing greatly. It was uncomfortable to link arms when the person you are linking arms with's arm is pulsating with tension and anger. Kai made no motion or response that he was uncomfortable though. Continuing to stare at the angry face this fiery young woman, Kai waited patiently for her to explode, knowing she would.

Meeting Kai's expectations, Katie begun to complain loudly, her voice full of more annoyance than anger. "I can't believe you! I can't believe I have to pretend to be your friend! Did you even ever have any friends? And even worse, I have to watch over your cousin constantly, so I have to be with or near you constantly! And what's taking so long?" She stopped ranting, but her breathing was heavy, like she could start up again at any moment. "And would you stop staring at me!" Katie ordered, her fuming lessening slightly when she turned her head away from Kai.

Kai couldn't help but smile softly at her heaving form. She was so amusing and strange. "Katie," Kai gently said, his brows quirked slightly in amusement. Her body tensed again when he said her name, then was beginning to shake with growing rage.

"What!?" Katie shouted, whipping her head to her side, to face Kai once more. Before she could even glare at him, Kai leaned in and kissed her. Katie blinked, all the anger and annoyance in her body melting away into confusion and shock. It had been so unexpected. "Wha?" Katie mumbled out, staring at Kai, her face blank.

Letting the smirk that wanted to appear since he thought of kissing her out, Kai's smirk grew more with each moment he kept staring at the surprised face of the no longer angry young woman. "We're supposed to be childhood friends that have been becoming closer again. You can't be loathing me or be angry just because you are near me," Kai stated, matter-of-factly, almost chiding Katie.

Managing to compose herself slightly, Katie asked, "then why did you kiss me?" It seemed that Katie was taking into account of Kai said, and her tone of voice was of familiarity, as if they had been friends before, and were becoming friends once again. Kai knew he was amazed at how easily she could do all of this, manipulating herself to suit her surroundings. It was a very amazing, but frightening talent. Whenever in her presence, Kai would always wonder where she learned it all, since she was too skilled at it for it to be self-taught.

Kai shrugged, his smirk becoming mischievous. "To shut you up," was all he said. Katie's shoulders rose, almost if she was provoked, as her lips curled in, like she was holding back her anger. But the feeling she gave off wasn't of anger, instead, she seemed almost calmed, as if she was soothed by Kai's presence. It would be exactly like someone taking comfort of a friend after a great loss, which was the role Katie was playing. It was perfect actually.

After the exchange, Katie's lips uncurled themselves, before they moved into a small smile. Turning her head to face forward, Kai followed suit. As they were being introduced, Kai added, "you're good." Walking out into the grand ballroom, Katie's smile grew, though no one, especially Kai, saw.

"I know."

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Katie was bored. It had been an hour since her, and Kai's, announced entrance into the party, and nothing had happened, at all. It mainly had to do with the fact that Prince Zeo and his father, Lord Zagart, were almost a full hour late. It was true that they were to be the last to be called in, but they were supposed to have announced in right after King Voltaire, who had been called in right after Katie and Prince Kai.

The festivities couldn't start without the guest of honour, Prince Zeo, who was the whole reason for this joyous party. Since dinner, and then dancing, couldn't start yet, Voltaire ordered for 'a light snack', which consisted of very light wine with pastries and fruit. So, basically, everyone was staying at their tables, having small talk with the people around them, to go with the small snacks everyone had received.

Trying her hardest not to slouch, Katie skimmed over the tables, trying to find people she knew. Knowing that all the ladies-in-waiting sat together, Katie had spotted Vivian immediately, who had been completely unfazed that Katie had been announced with Prince Kai, since she knew that Katie was already arranged to someone else, while the other ladies-in-waiting fumed, clearly jealous. Vivian looked absolutely amazing and handsome in her crushed velvet, form-fitting dress. Vivian had given her a small wave, and that could've caused her to get seriously in a lot of trouble, maybe even injury, from the other ladies, especially since Katie had been considered 'the enemy' since the first day she had officially arrived. Boy, would the other ladies feel extremely embarrassed, and idiotic, if they knew who Katie really was, and her standing towards society, them, and Prince Kai himself.

Wanting to at least see Millie, Katie knew it was near impossible without getting up. The reason being that Millie, and Gregory, who was with her, were in one of the tables at the very back of the room, close to the servants' door. It was where anyone who wasn't, exactly, a desirable guest, and needed to be far away from the highest of the upper classes and their tables. And because Katie was technically the highest, excluding the royal family of course, since she was sitting at the 'royal' table, right beside Kai, who was on King Voltaire's left, she was probably on the exact opposite side of where Millie, Gregory, and their table was.

Normally, Kai's mother would have Prince Kai's left, but since she was still gravely ill, it looked like she wasn't going to recover without a miracle, Katie got her seat. No one mentioned the fact that Lady Julia could go at any moment, since it bothered Prince Kai, which meant that the king would do anything in his power, which included beheading, to not have it mentioned. And Katie would give to talk to someone, even Prince Kai, but since Kai was having a conversation with his grandfather, and it would be rude for someone of the higher class to jump in, she couldn't talk to either one, though she would never voluntarily speak with King Voltaire. So Katie had to wait patiently, something she wasn't exactly skilled at, but could do it, though it could drive her to the edge.

Tilting her head to the left, Katie spied the table with all her friends were sitting at. Since all the warriors of Prince Kai's group got their own table, they were also granted room for the people who accompanied them, like Hilary and Merriam. Jealous, Katie watched the blushing Max in his silvers and blues, having a wonderful conversation with Merriam in her fiery red and orange dress, while Rei calmly listened, watching over the two. Next to them, Hilary was chiding Tyson in his grays and dark blues, like always, making sure he didn't drink too much. Katie smiled at them, glad that at least they were enjoying themselves.

Briefly, Rei looked up from Merriam and Max's conversation, making eye contact with Katie. He smiled, the expression on his face asking how she was holding up. Katie shrugged inconspicuously, so no one knew that Katie and Rei knew each other, or were communicating silently, telling Rei that she was holding the best anyone could in this situation. Rei nodded, his small smile quirked into one larger, before returning his gaze back at the happy couple. Though Merriam didn't realize Max's feelings for her, whenever they were together, they seemed as if they were really a couple. Their personalities just suited the other so well, and they both seemed so full of glee when they were together that everyone who didn't know them personally would believe they were together as a couple, and truly happy together as well. It was fairly amusing, actually.

Then, the king's head advisor, the lavender haired, cold Boris, came to Voltaire's right side, before he whispered something in his ear. Kai was polite and waited, not speaking to interrupt their whispered conversation. Only when Boris left, returning to his own table, where all the king's advisors in all aspects of ruling a kingdom seated, did Kai calmly asked, "what is it grandfather?"

Listening intently, though it appeared that she lightly snacking on the food she was given, Katie waited for the king's answer, anticipating the answer just like the one who had asked the question. Turning to face his grandson again, Voltaire smiled slightly. "Your cousin has entered the castle's borders, he should be arriving any moment now."

And, as on cue, the man that announced everyone important in called out, "now entering, Lord Zagart and Prince Zeo!"

To be continued…

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Yay! I've finished my newest revised chapter! Well, in the last chapter I said that this would be a little shorter, but sadly it was a lot shorter than I imagined. Actually, all the chapters I have been working on have been shorter… weird. Anyway, in one of my other revised chapters, I said I was going to add them in, in bunches, but since it took me so long to update, I've decided to just add this one in, alone. Also, the reason these chapters are taking so long is because though they are based on already written chapters, those chapters sucked and I basically make these chapters from scratch, so it will take awhile. So please be patient and I'm trying to update as fast as I can.

Reviewers… there were none actually, but that probably has to do with the fact that me just changing the chapters didn't technically count as an update, so the date didn't change, and the story wasn't moved closer to the front. Oh well, I know this time, this chapter, will count as an update. So, please review.

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