Chapter 1

Only one hour until the Moon Princess's ball and here I am, hunched over the dance floor, scrubbing the already sleak dance floor with second-hand soap and a loofah. Miss one spot, just one spot, then I'll be demoted to cleaning up the horse's fecas. Of course not by the kind Queen Serenity's control but by the Princess's new boyfreind, the Black Moon Prince, Diamond.

I loathe that Diamond. Always think that he's surperior over men when it comes to 'getting' the attractive woman. If thats so, then why does he depend on me to open a wine bottle for him. I would and will always wish that he never stepped foot in this palace and practically force the Princess to be his new girlfreind.(Not to mention, made freshly clean floors muddy and ready for a certain palace worker to clean it again.)

Its a wonder what the princess sees in him.

"Mamoru!", a familar deep voice echoed. I looked over my shoulder and saw a blonde male wearing a smudgy apron.

"Motoki!", I yelled waving.

"Best hurry up your cleaning, the royal guests are coming early and Diamond wishes that a "commoner" won't be seen." he said gruffly.

"Ok, ok!", I yelled back, brushing away my jet black hair.

I dropped the loofah back into the rusty bucket and grabbed the handle. I stood up and took a glance around the floor.

No spots in sight.

I grinned at my hard work and walked toward Motoki, carrying the bucket at my right side. He opened the wide glass doors before I could reach him. He waited for me and walked away when I was at his side.

We walked down the hallway in silence, passing every painted portrait of generations of the Silver Millenium regal family.

"So, are you excited?", Motoki asked to break the silence.

"Why would I be excited to clean up after snooty people?", I lightly joked.

He punched my shoulder and answered, "Not that! I meant meeting Serenity for the first time!"

"I already met the Queen."

"I meant the Moon Princess."

"So?"

"Have you ever heard rumors about Serenity's enchanting beauty, her bright and pleasurable personalty?"

"A bit over dramatic don't you think?", I chuckled. He elbowed me in the ribs.

"Look, I already met her, and let me say all the rumors are true, and then some."

"Why would I care about some girl--I mean Princess?"

He sighed deeply and said "Just meet her, you'll be instanly smitten."

"While she's smitten with Diamond.", I quickly added.We found ourselves at a dead end.

"Great, all your nonsense got us all the way at the end of the hallway." I said in a slighly aggrivated tone, "Let's go back." I turned and started down the hall.

"Look." he said grabbing my shoulder. I turned and I saw his finger pointing up. I looked up in direction of his finger and saw a portrait of a woman. At I first focused on the silver frame with roses carved into it along with vines entwining the roses. A shining nameplate was planted just below the picture reading "Serenity the Second." Then my eyes wondered up to the painted woman. She had two odango buns neatly pinned on top of her bangs, sending down two blonde pigtails which defeated her height. Her gold beaded white gown complimented her narrow waist. What really stood out was her wide blue eyes which seemed to stare through you. Other then that, she looked like any other elegant princess.

"Beautiful isn't it?", Motoki said, also staring up at the picture.

"She's pretty, but nothing too special.", I said, taking my eyes off the painting.

"Ah", Motoki said in a softer voice, "Old paint on fine canvas is nothing compared to the real thing."

I looked at his smiling face. He looked in my midnight blue eyes with his hazel eyes. Never, has he been this sincre.

"C'mon", he said after a moment's silence, "Best get going before the ball starts."

"I think I'm going to stay for a while.", I replyed.

He raised one eyebrow but said nothing. He simply walked away down the hall. I waited for him to disappear out of sight. Once he did I looked back up at the portrait of Princess Serenity.

Beautiful enough, how could it get any better.

The first song of the night was a song reconizable by the most dim-witted fools, Fur Elise. The music was carried throughout the entire ballroom, and most of all the kitchen just below the ballroom. Along with the loud music was the loud stepping and even stomping of Princesses and Princes doing the Waltz.

If only they knew that chefs are running to and fro working thier asses off and servers and waiters, including me, are carrying heavy plates of ridiculously priced food.

"I god damn hate balls." I muttered as I carried a enormous bowl of fresh salad all the way upstairs.

The rumbling of dancing suddenly stopped all at once. Light steps echoed and were carried toward one direction. I reached the last step of the stair and took in the surrondings. Three long tables were placed in a column with silver weaved table cloth covering up the table. People seated in velvet padded chairs were chatting away or waiting for the start of the feast.

I suddenly focused on everybody's appearence. I imagined everybody to have a more regal looking appearence or at least have more meat on thier bones. Everybody was so lean it looked like if they move then they will shatter into a million pieces. Then my eyes fell on the Black Moon Prince himself.

He was sitting in the very center of the room with a wine glass in his jewel covered hand. His long white hair was tied back into a ponytail, revealing his gray bleak eyes. His face was pointed to the right which made me all too curious why. My eyes moved to the right and finally, something that intrested me.

The woman from the painting was there right in view of me.

"Ah", Motoki said in a softer voice, "Old paint on fine canvas is nothing compared to the real thing."

Her hair wasn't blonde it was a beautiful gold. The golden like hair was complimented by her sparkling light blue eyes and glossy pink lips. She wasn't skinny like any other of the people in the room, yet she wasn't plus-sized, but not even average, her figure was perfect. It was like all the perfect female features was sitting in one chair.

But I had a strange feeling that the first glance at her meant my life was going to get quite intresting. Just a feeling...Hopefully.

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I know that chapter is rather short but cut me a break!