That night Daphne had a dream...

She was dancing in a large ballroom with the most handsome man she'd ever seen.

She couldn't see his face clearly, but he had blonde hair and the most amazing smile.

As they danced, a waltz to her favorite song, she could see the guests watching them in awe.

It was obvious that they had never seen such a beautiful couple, and certainly they couldn't have ever imagined that it was possible for two people to fall in love so quickly.

Daphne couldn't believe it herself. All of her life she'd wanted so much to fall in love and now she had.

When the dance ended, Daphne blushed at the applause they received. For her true love was a much better dancer than she.

Turning her attention to him once more, he took her hand and led her to a garden.

They sat down on a bench next to a beautiful fountain where he moved closer, brushing a lock of hair from her face.

"You are so incredibly beautiful..." he said moving his face closer to hers.

She felt her heart beating rapidly as he moved closer and closer until their lips were just inches apart and then-

"STILTS!"

The voice jolted her awake, leaving her more than a little shaken and her heart beat faster than she thought possible. She looked around the room, cringing when she saw her brother grinning at her. Out of all of her brothers, he was definitely the most annoying.

"SIMON! What are you doing in here?"

"Well, it seems that mum needs your help with the chores."

"What, again? But it's your turn to do them!"

"Not anymore!"

Daphne's hands went to her hips in annoyance. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Let's just say that all those days of skipping school taught me how to put one over on our parents."

She rolled her eyes. No wonder he was such an unsuccessful twit! He probably did a number on their father in order to get out of working as well. She was sure of it.

While her other brothers slaved away in farm jobs in other cities, Simon seemed to have become the pride and joy of the Moon family.

"Well what are you waiting for, Stilts? Let's go!"

"Stop calling me that! You act like I'm ten feet tall!" she yelled.

Angrily she threw back the covers and climbed out of bed, shivering when her bare feet hit the cold concrete floor.

What she wouldn't give to have a pair of warm slippers. But those cost money and although she knew her loving father would buy them for her in a heartbeat. They barely had enough money to eat on, let alone luxuries like slippers. With a weary sigh, she changed out of her well-worn nightgown and headed into the kitchen for what would be another trying day of working hard. She was certain that it wouldn't be long before her mum would appear in the doorway, only too happy to begin a conversation about how her brothers were so much more worthy of her love.

At this rate her dream of finding true love would never come true. And the thought made her want to cry.