The first thing I saw when I woke up was a big, toothy grin. "Daphne!" I scolded. "You startled me."

She giggled. "Happy Birthday!" She said, giving me a big hug. I laughed and returned it. "Thanks."

"Well then," Daphne said grabbing my wrists and pulling me out of bed. "Come on! Mother says we have no time to waste."

"What do you mean?"

Daphne rolled her eyes. "Don't tell me you forgot, sister! It's your coming-of-age ceremony. Every princess has one when they turn seventeen! And then there is the birthday ball…."

"Oh…right. It must have slipped my mind."

"That's okay. But hurry and get dressed. Father is getting impatient." (AN: I thought it would be cool if in Fiore you're an adult at 17)

My mother was preparing for the hall for the ceremony.

"Sabrina, dear. Can I talk to you for a minute?" Mom asked.

I went over to her. "Okay. What's on your mind?"

"Well, I just wanted to remind you about next year."

I was puzzled. "Next year, mother?"

"Yes, remember? You have to get married next year. It's tradition. And before the eve of your eighteenth birthday, we have to find you a suitor."

I blushed. "Marriage? I don't think I am ready for that…"

Veronica laughed. "Honey, we never are." She winked.

"Well, yeah…But a fiancé before next year? Will that work?"

"Don't worry about it. It always has." She grinned. "Now I was wondering if we could put some roses over there…"

I watched my reflection in the mirror as the tiara was gently placed on my head. "There you go," Layla said proudly. She wiped a tear from her eye. "You look so beautiful."

Sabrina smiled. "Oh Layla, no need to get so emotional. It's only my birthday." "Yes, but now you are an adult. I've been with you since you were just a baby, and watched you grow up." And soon, some man will sweep you off your feet and take you away.

I chuckled and said, "You can sometimes act like my dad. But that's one of the things I like about you. You're such a caring person."

"Thank you princess, the same goes for you."

I was wearing a pale blue dress with long sleeves trimmed with gold at the ends and on the neck and waste line. Golden and silver beads covered the top half. I wore a pearl necklace that rested on my neck and a gold ring with a sapphire stone. My tiara was silver with sapphires decorating it. Mother had suggested that I wear them, saying they match my eyes.

Just then, Daphne came in. She gasped and bit down on her palm. I grinned. "Didn't Mom tell you not to do that?"

Daphne blushed. "I can't help it. You look so…so…so punk rock‼"

"Punk rock?"

"I couldn't find the right word to describe how cool you looked so I made one up!"

I laughed, "All right, let's go downstairs."

All the people in the hall was a bit overwhelming. When Daphne and I slowly came down the stairs, everyone turned to us and clapped. We smiled and waved, and took a seat next to our parents.

"Attention, everyone," My father said aloud. "Today we are all her to celebrate my daughter's seventeenth birthday!" The guests cheered which was embarrassing. My parents gave emotional speeches, which made me and Daphne roll our eyes and smile. There were a lot of presents and "Congratulations" given to me. The ceremony ended an then there was a lot of singing, dancing, and fun.

After a while, I felt kinda tired. (AN: Cliché Moment Alert!) I walked out onto the balcony, and looked up at the moon. And then-

"Boo."

I was startled for a minute, staring at the familiar fairy boy hanging upside down. Then I sighed.

"What are youdoing here?" I asked. I looked behind me to see if anyone had noticed.

"Hey Princess. Miss me?"

I ignored him and said, "So my prediction came true after all."

"Prediction?"

"I figured you would come back sometime." I explained with irritation.

Puck chuckled. "Aww, you were thinking about weren't you, Princess? It's been six months, were you waiting for me to return?"

I rolled her eyes. "As if. But you know, I can summon my guards. I can ban you from my country. I can do a lot of things."

He laughed. "I hear things like that about a thousand times a day, Princess."

"Why do you come here anyways? Are you going to hurt my city again?" Puck grinned.

"Naw, don't worry about that, Princess. The Trickster King gets bored of the same thing. I've found a new playground." I felt sympathy for the people who had to deal with his pranks in the next place he was messing with. "So, why are you here?"

He flew a little closer to her and said, "You know, for a princess, you can be a little dense sometimes." I pushed him.

"Whatever, fairy boy." Then she looked up at him. "You swear you won't harm my kingdom anymore?"

"Weeell, I can't guarantee anything, but maybe."

I sighed. "Close enough."

His grin grew wider. "But don't worry, Princess. I'll come back to visit all the time." I scowled.

"So," Puck asked her. "Did you save me a dance?"

"Why would I do that?" She didn't like the mischievous smile he gave her.

"That's too bad, Princess. Cause I saved you one!"