Ruby swore she'd never get close to a human. She knew her papa had become the best friend of Joan D'Arc, just to see her burned at the steak. She knew Big Brother Alfred had a friend when he was little named Davie, yet Alfred slowly watched Davie grow old and die while Alfred stayed young. She knew that Mr. Ivan had fallen in love with Anastasia Romanov, only to watch her meet an untimely demise. She knew her fathers best friend, Gilbert, had been raised by his king, Fritz, after his own father had died, and she knew how much it hurt him when he died of old age.

Bottom line, getting close to a human just seemed like heart break. Which Ruby thought she was smart enough to avoid... until Prince Paul of Wy came along. She tried not to get close to him, yet he was so kind and gentle. He painted a picture of her and her brother Peter once. He was like.... a father to her.

She almost forgot he was just mortal.... until one year ago. When Prince Paul died. Ruby hid it very well, but the small girl was devastated. She had even stopped painting for a while.

Now she sat in front of Prince Paul's grave, tears streaming down her face. How could she have been so stupid? She knew this would happen, yet she still got close to him and she was still crying right now.

"I miss you Paul.... you were the coolest...."