Prince von Adler stalked forward and pushed me into a corner. Hidden behind his larger frame he stared at me with such intensity I looked down at the ground. “You’re the only one,” he murmured. “That would talk back to me. Don’t do it again.” I nodded vigorously, looking back down at the floor. “I apologize, your highness,” I said in a tiny voice. His eyes bore over me and I realized just how close our proximity was. Glancing up at last my breath caught in my throat. His eyes had softened and he was staring at me with a strange expression I didn’t recognize. His brow was slightly furrowed. He seemed so innocent now it was hard to believe he had been so intimidating before. “Excuse me,” I said timidly, ducking down as if to escape under his arm. “Wait a minute,” Siegfried said, lowering his arm so I couldn’t leave. “You didn’t give me your answer from before... About tomorrow...” he trailed off, unable to look at me in the eye. It seemed he was genuinely nervous about my answer. I stared at him in confusion. Why? Before I could answer, the lights dimmed and a slow song began to play. Everyone on the dance floor began a beautiful dance. I saw Princess Ophelia then, being held in the arms of Prince DeGillus, but Prince Kirtak was nowhere to be seen. Siegfried dropped his arm to his side and looked out at the dance floor. His tall figure was silhouetted in the dim room, and he had a wistful look on his face. “Treat me favorably tomorrow,” Siegfried said abruptly. He sounded as if he were going to battle. “Christophe, get the car.” The black-haired servant I had seen before at the fireworks appeared suddenly next to me, and bowed to Siegfried. “As you command, Your Highness.” Christophe turned and left. Dressed in a suit, I was bewildered to discover that he was good looking as well. It was as if royalty exuded their good looks upon anyone around them. Siegfried gave a little sigh and followed Christophe, without looking back. Looking at my wrist I saw that it was swiftly nearing midnight. The car would be here soon. I glanced around looking for Giselle, wanting to say goodbye before I left. Someone tapped on my shoulder then and I whirled around to see Prince Kirtak standing there with my jacket in his arms. “If you’re leaving, let me take you home,” he said in his deep voice. His brown eyes were mysterious in the dark room, behind the mask. “B-But,” I began, my eyes looking instinctively at Princess Ophelia. She was dancing with Zane, a prim smile upon her face, but she looked tired. Surely Ian needed to return her home first. Ian seemed to know what I was looking at and his shoulders drooped a little. “You know then?” Before I could say a word he tangled one hand in his hair, exhaling loudly. “It’s not what you think, really.”
Prince Kirtak's birthday special arriving March 12 Celebrating Ian Kirtak's bday in a spin-off story. Vote now for the setting Ian's Chateau-Narcissus on Isola del Paradiso Your apartment in Corsac City, Delphino The Equix Kingdom, the home of Kirtak family Voting period ends March 6, 2013! Don't forget to pick! Main story update coming soon >_< working hard 7 days a week, I'll try and get it finished.