She smiled as he added his adjustments to her outfit.<br/><br/>"I don't know what all has happened. I sure as hell don't know who i am. But i know one thing for sure. I WILL NOT be forced to be someone who i don't want to be. They want a queen. But until i know who i am, and i remember, i don't feel fit to be such a person." She walked to the cradle, looking at Jake. She ran her fingers across sleeping boy's cheek, and sighed.<br/><br/>"And i need your help." She turned, her eyes burning with intensity. Her plan burned brilliantly in her mind, shining a path for her to go.<br/><br/>"What if, i can't even act like a normal princess? What if, i 'forgot' that as well. I wouldn't be fit for A position of power. That could slow down my coronation, and that dreadful wedding. I'm sorry, but i believe in love. I would never marry unless i wanted to. So what do you say? Think it will work?" She sauntered over to Vashen, her smile silly and big. It was a childish plan. It was just the thing a ten-year-old would think of. And it just might work. But something changed as she stood in front of the man. She caught a scent in the room, and it was as if her entire body shut down. Her mind seemed to be running in reverse. She let her eyes do as they wished, as they looked at his eyes, and then his lips. She wanted to kiss him so badly. It was as if her body was designed for just that purpose.<br/><br/>Without any thought, a presence slightly nudged their way into her head, and she felt as if she was being pushed out of her body. Her feet moved her, so she was inches away from Vashen. Her eyes became glazed over, and looked more silver then blue. This presence knew who she was. This presence, knew what it wanted.<br/><br/>Laying her hand against his chest, her eyes looking into his, her voice, no...it was similar, but more...feathery, drifted out from her trembling lips.<br/><br/>"V-Vashen...?"