"Father!" Fitz ran up the dais to where his father stood looking upset.<br/><br/>"Ah yes Fitz you ran off and of course," His eyes widened. "Started bleeding! What happened?" Fitz touched where his father was pointing. It wasn't a lot of blood on his side, he had thought it was a stitch in his side from running.<br/><br/>"It is not important. The girl with blonde hair. If she will take me I wish to marry her, but she ran off." Fitz was gesturing wildly with the glass slipper in one hand and the other hand holding onto his side. He wondered how he hadn't noticed when it happened, maybe when he fell, but what could have cut him? "I told the gates to close, father we must find her."<br/><br/>"You want to marry?" The king sat down suddenly. "We'll find her." He nodded. Thinking that if this girl could bring joy to his son's life, then maybe there was hope for the kingdom yet.<br/><br/>Outside the castle one of the guards mounted his own horse realizing that the escaped woman was the one described by the prince. ((Added later sorry, you can loose him if you wish I added it for something that I'll mention later))