1999

MEGHAN, Greg, guards, driver, Uncle Hugh and even Spencer who was behind, watched as Liz was sent away.

There was no point in begging, she cleaned her tears.

It's over. She managed to smile at Uncle Hugh, hug her sister and walk straight to the vehicle with guards escorting her.

She was utterly ashamed.

Sitting and weeping silently at the owners seat, she blamed herself for every single thing. Everyone at home must have already known what she committed.

She only wished the ride would last longer, so she could see this free world once again before she was locked inside the mansion. The mansion which she faced now as the car door was opened for her to come out.

She stepped out as they all bowed, ordering her to the gateway she had grown accustomed to. Though, she knew the inside and outside of this mansion, they still ordered her like a princess she was.

There, she saw her parents standing firmly at the door. She felt a light rattle in her stomach, she couldn't face her parents.

She quickly ran upstairs to her room, weeping shamefully. Her father was about to call her down when her mother intervened. "Leave her, she'll come around later"

The orders had been put in place. Liz was expected to stay indoors all day and was only to go anywhere she was summoned to. She was restricted to go out or visit anyone of her own free will. And for the crime she committed, Liz's father, King Rhyndorust had declared for a thorough search of the lad as he would face justice and be put to death.

Liz had tried to explain to her father that it was only an act of love. But the order also restricted her from speaking to her father directly except when told to.

She was literally leaving in a cell in her own house.

Even though all hope was lost undoubtedly, she still prayed for a miracle to happen so she could be free from her father's wrath.

There was no life in this house for Liz. She languished in the house.

Any time the topic was brought up, she would behave wild to anyone who dared mentioned Spencer as a fool and kept on putting all the blame on herself.

How hard she had fought and won to clear Spencer from her mind and here he was again stealing all her thoughts away. She was literally going insane.

Wallowing in her room with self pity, she would hope to hear a good news that the oath to kill Spencer had been renounced or her father had declared her to marry Spencer, but none came to pass. They were far from possible.

She wept day in, day out in her room. She could see the pity and shame in her parents, her family members and all of the households eyes.

She remembered she was the girl who was loved by all and sundry. Who all men swore to have as their own, who was adored by her parents, who fought hard to keep her right. Oh, it was in the past, it was all in the past!

Back in school, everybody that knew her also felt the gap. Meghan felt so alone and missed her dearly. She knew Liz would in no doubt want someone to talk with, cry with and hold.