Dustin wasn't sure why he was touching her cheek. Unsure why she was blushing. She said she didn't hate him but why was he trusting her? He could have told her. His torment and torture started at three. A little bit of cutting started at three. Puberty hit at thirteen and the torment and torture became ten fold and he started cutting more and more. By the time he was eighteen it was too late. No remedy. Mother let his own father abuse him once he learned the word no. She abused him verbually, emotionally, and mentally. She let his father beat him until he felt satisfied. Trauma and abuse started needing rationalizing by the end of his fourth birthday. He came to the conclusion when he was five that pain needed to be rationalized. Thus the strong cutting pattern began. He still bore faint scars from fifteen years of cutting. He couldn't tell her. Fifteen years is how long he had been tortured by his own parents. When he tried to escape they told the law enforcements he was crazy and ran off during an episode where he had delusions of things that weren't there.<br/><br/>He looks at her and sighed a bit. She was going to hate him. He was used to being hated. His own parents hated him so the concept an outsider wouldn't was foreign. He looks at her. "Promise you won't ever hate me." he says in a pleading voice. He heard heels and fell silent. Hearing a womans voice and looked to see a woman who looked a bit similar to Fiona. Watched as Fiona's features changed. He watched the maid and was rather confused by the maids actions. He looked at her mother. Frowning as she didn't understand why she was smiling more when she saw him. Confusion set in as he was not understanding what was going on. He had been placed in this room with Fiona. That was odd enough in itself. Now he was engaged??? What the hell was going on here?! He looked to the source of the news itself. His grandmother was queen. Did that have anything to do with it? He decided to ask the woman who seemed to know everything. "What are you talking about? What do you mean finalizing your engagement? You aren't making any sense." At the withering look from her mother he recoiled and seemed to shrink back from her.