Bridget shook her head again and buried her face in her hands and just cried. Finally she looked up again at Harrison.<br/><br/>"Harrison, none of that matters to me! I love you so much." She admitted and she meant it with all her heart. It showed in her eyes the way she looked at him like he was a god. Her own personal diety. And she didn't want to lose him. If they went back and her father executed Harrison, Bridget was sure she would die of grief or if that doesn't come fast enough she'd find a way to kill herself just to be with him again.<br/><br/>"Let's run away. Just you and me." she suggested desperately taking both of his hands in hers. "I don't want to be royalty if it means I can't have you."<br/><br/>Bridget looked into Harrisons eyes pleading with him.