"Good night, Jasper" Jemma had, had a lot of fun with her new friend. It was unfortunate that her brother wanted to leave the next morning. He had woken her up early the next day and told her to prepare to leave. There wasn't much for her to prepare. When she had finally forced herself out of bed, Jemma began to pack the few outfits that she had brought, most of which were dresses that simply needed to be neatly folded and put in her travel trunk. "Ughh" The princess groaned as she attempted to drag her trunk out of the bedroom on her own. Her flowing golden gown tripped her up and she clumsily fell onto the floor with a loud thump. The servants Jasper had asked to help quickly moved to her side to help her up and take her things. "Thank you, but I'm fine, really" When Jasper left to go say goodbye to who Jemma knew would be specifically Lumina, she walked down a hallway to say goodbye to Jacque and his older brother. Definitely not Vince who was a arrogant little punk in her book. Jemma graciously bid farewell to the princes and headed to the carriage waiting for her and Jasper. ------- Jasper came to Lumina's room and she was surprised. "Hi Jasper" She did a small curtsey for fun and then he spoke about not knowing when they'd see each other again and she became sad. "What?" Before she could say much else he kissed her hand and departed. "I'll miss you!!" The princess shouted after him. ------- At last Jasper arrived at the carriage and they rode off, she had fallen asleep once again on the way home, ignoring the slightly bumping ride from rocks and things on the ground. Jemma was excited to go home, she hated leaving, it reminded her of when she was taken away. Once they were inside Jemma helped one of the maids carry her things to her room. Her dresses were apparently very heavy. Jasper was gone, speaking to the King, so Jemma took the time to tidy up her look by brushing her hair, washing her face and changing her clothes. By the time she was done she felt much better than she did in the carriage. However night had begun to fall and she spent most of the night, up reading a book on the Iglasian language that Jacque had gifted to her. ------- The months passed by quickly for Jemma and at last the Dueling Championship had come. She knew her brother would do well with all the training they had done together. He had even learned how to use a bow and arrow a lot better. Overall he was way more skilled then most of the fighters in the arena. He took his opponents on with much ease, beating Lumina and Fiyori and others quickly. Jemma was swelling with pride she was so happy for Jasper. Even their father, the King, who had come down to watch Jasper fight, was clapping his hands and even cheering a bit he was so excited to see his soon honor their kingdom and make him proud. After the days matches were over Jemma left the stands after most everyone had already gone. When she got up and moved to the left she bumped into someone and would've fallen down the rows of seats had he not caught her. "Oh, pardon me, I didn't see you there" The voice spoke. When he set her up straight, she stared at him in awe, he was Zanonian, she had never seen one before, but clearly he wasn't an aggressor so she let her guard down. "No, it's okay, I wasn't looking where I was going" She curtseyed, "I'm Princess Jemma, and you are?" "My name is Damien of Zanonia. Please do not think ill of me Princess, I am not like those scum who wish to do harm to the Kingdom of EverGlenn" He spoke with a genuine smile on his face, but his eyes hid something behind them, something she couldn't understand. "Lovely to meet you, Damien" Her heart felt strange, like the day she had met Jacque and competed with him to see who was the better archer. Butterflies fluttered around in her stomach. "How did you enjoy the matches?" For some reason she wanted to keep talking to him instead of going down to see her brother. "Quite well, your brother Prince Jasper is quite the fighter"