The shouting was heard all the way from the west wing of the palace. And she knew the voices very well. What surprised Charlotte was the yelling. And she knew it was all her fault

"I don't care that you were dancing with her! Charlotte was supposed to be in my meeting with the Prime Minister and instead the two of you are playing Cinderella."

"Give me a break Clarisse! You're jealous because you think something's going on between Charlotte and I. Let's get this straight, I'm not interested in her nor is she interested in me. If I wanted to make you jealous you wouldn't find me dancing with a woman, I got better plans for a date!"

"I'm not jealous! We aren't together and to be frank your ego is a little over-inflated. If I wanted to be with you I could've already had you."

"I'm not going to stand here and fight with you anymore. If you want to act like a teenager then so be it. I'm tired of it."

"If you're so tired of it, why don't you leave then?"

"Are you firing me?"

"No but if I'm making you so miserable why don't you go?"

"Because I still have a duty to you. I have a duty that a childish act isn't going to interfere in. Stay out of my personal life and we'll be fine."

"Have it your way."

Clarisse threw up her hands as she watched Joseph leave.

And so it went for two weeks. Despite the fact that it annoyed Clarisse to no end, she left Joseph's personal life alone. This went on until Sebastian cornered Joe at the Regal Dinner. Typically Joseph escorted Clarisse to the events but he hadn't quite forgiven her for the way she acted.

"Joe, hey listen my sister's in town for the Regal Ball next weekend. I was wondering if you'd escort her. She's a divine dancer and I assure you she's not looking to get romantically involved."

"How could I say no to you, Prime Minister? Of course I'd love to."

"She arrives Thursday morning. I was hoping to bring her along to the Nightingale Dinner that evening."

"That's sounds like a good way to meet. The queen invited me last month."

"Very good. Her name's Rosalita."

"I'm looking forward to it."

After dinner there was dancing and Clarisse was disappointed to see Joseph hand over the security reigns to Shades for the night. She confronted him quickly.

"Would you like to dance before you retire for the night?"

"I'm sorry your Majesty. It probably isn't a good idea."

"Is this about that fight two weeks ago? For heaven's sake can't you let things go?"

"I was going to say because I'm Lord Palimore's designated driver, but while we're on the subject, have you apologized to Charlotte yet? She hasn't been at any of the dinners for weeks because of your accusations."

"She hasn't been feeling well."

"If you believe that then you're not as intelligent as I thought you were."

"How dare you!"

"Exactly. Excuse me your Majesty."

And once again he left her standing there infuriated and confused."

Somewhere deep down inside of my heart
Makes me feel things that tear me apart
Got a jealous bone
Got a jealous bone
Ever since you walked into my life
Can't bear to see you out of my site
Got a jealous bone
Got a jealous bone

Clarisse wrestled with her emotions, angry at Joseph for the way he was acting and angry with herself for caring that he did. But she wasn't good at compromise so it continued.

The next morning Clarisse received a call from Sebastian. He'd forgotten to tell Joseph that Rosalita would be wearing a blue sequined dress for the ball so he knew what to get for his tux. Clarisse smiled smugly. It was Joseph's plan to make her jealous. Well two could play at that game. It was time to call in a favor.