DUE TO MISHAP, I BECAME QUEEN

How long had she been crying for? Perhaps, it wasn't as long as she thought. If she kept crying like this, she'll probably dry out someday. (Zuben: And leave a desiccated husk for Ernest to roar at)

That would be good…

For then Amber would not see if Ernest married someone he truly loved. Unlike her, she would be a happy bride who was genuinely loved, never feeling sad, suffering or depressed.

Oh, but that's right. There was still her lacework; commissions were complete and ready to be delivered. Above all, people were looking forward to seeing her creations. She could not afford to dry out.

Amber smiled tearfully and buried her face in her knees.

Just then, she heard the door sliding open.

'Amber, are you here?'

Amber' body became alert at the familiar voice of her beloved.

To be honest, she hadn't expected him to come looking for her. She couldn't imagine him running around searching for her after losing his love for her. But he was here now, and she was afraid of what he was going to say. If she was told face-to-face that she had no right to be there, she didn't know what she would do. (Zuben: Become a puddle of water)

'You remembered how to get here…' Ernest said softly contrary to Amber' expectations.

What was his expression? She wanted to see him, but fear got the better of her.

Ernest was not discouraged; he walked up to Amber who was curled up on the couch.

'You're very clever to have learned how to get inside after one visit.' He said with a small chuckle.

She could hear his footsteps getting closer. (Zuben: Who's a clever girl - you! Yes you!)

Oh dear, Ernest…it seemed he remembered everything that happened while he was under the effects of the love potion. He remembered bringing her here. If so, he would remember taking Amber' first time.

His footsteps came to stop near Amber. She stiffened. She could hear the rustling of his clothes.

'Amber, I want you to marry me.'

Ernest was a fool.

'No, there is no need for that.' She said tearfully. (Zuben: Ya know you could be preggers right? Oh right "daddy and I conceived you in anger *quiet sob*")

His love for her disappeared when she gave him the antidote. He would have known from Leticia revealing the story of the love potion that he had been under its effects. It would be impossible for him not to be angry.

'What if I told you I love you, truly?' (Zuben: Trees, You know me love-a you truly, from my head down to my goolies…)

He was still trying to take responsibility; he was trying to give Amber tenderness as though he loved her.

'No, you can't do that…'