Sarah's POV

I gasped in admiration as this female figure appeared at the top of the stairs, and The smile...oh my...I've never seen Butch smile so wide except...when he came back to the castle and we thought he had the plague. I petted Truffles but was so excited...But I just couldnt tell if this was the same girl from the Portrait, except for the hair but she was wearing a mask.

"Well, do you think it's her..."I wanted to squeal, I almost forgot that Lady Morbucks was beside me as well as Henry.

"Who?" She asked, "I say, what a fabulous dress." She smiled and laughed. She was right, the girl stood there, she had on an elegant green and silver mask on her face, classic sign she's foreign. Her dress looked so elegant...but it was simple, nothing to flashy but enough to stand out as a noble. Her dark green dress hung down on her shoulders in the shape of a V on her chest, which was silver. She had a slightly dark tan which wasn't common for a noble, I was the only other person who had a dark tan before.

"I said, excuse me, Majesty."

"Oh yes, I'm sorry but there has been this girl who Butch has been looking for, he even has drawn a portrait of her. This is so exciting!"

"Really, this is exciting." Lady Morbucks smiled but she just got up and bowed, "I need to check on my Duchess."

"Oh ok." I just let her go, I didn't mean to seem rude or anything but this was big. I finally get to see this lovely creature.

Buttercup's POV

Why was everyone staring at me? Please stop it! I wanted to scream inside my head. I could barely breathe as that Scholar guy from before came up to me. My chest was tightening...I was breathing faster but I really don't think I was actually taking it in.

"Pssss...Ah M'Lady, M'Lady." The scholar was whispering, but there was this hissing in my ears to...like steam escaping from my ears. I could hear my heart thumping away.

"Yes?" I felt breathless, I swallowed hard. I'm in front of all those people...who can't stop staring at me...in front of these stairs that's begging me to fall down them...and worse of all I'm in a dress.

"Your name?"

"Oh," I just had to try myself down, "But-Countess Black Rose-" I stopped myself, I know the Morbucks are here, I can't say I'm from the La Quells family.

Oh damn it, why the hell did I come? Why! Why? Why?!

"Presenting Countess Black Rose!" He just shouted, then he turns back to me, "M'Lady, a certain young gentleman eagerly awaits your presence." He smiled and I think I could just die right now. My face felt smoking hot as I looked down the steps and saw that Bastard's grin...

"Oh please stop smiling at me like that. Just knock it off with that damn smile. You can't be that damn happy to see me ." I wanted to scream, it was more than embarrassing...I liked how he kept smiling at me...

"No I don't. I don't like that bastard's smile and I don't like him...and I hate this wholr thing." My face felt hotter than before and it was stuck in a stupid grin, no matter what I did, that smile wouldn't disappear.

Ken cleared his voice, grabbing my hand, "Your Prince eagerly awaits you."

That's it, my face was stuck in a permanent smile and my face felt so hit that I might burn the mask clear off. My face hurts from this smiling. Ken was leading me down the steps, my footsteps felt so heavy, walking in my mom's slippers. I could barely breathe, as each step took me closer and closer to that damn perv Prince.

"Damn my face hurts. Go away smile. You're not here to party, or fall crazily in love," My heart was hammering even faster at that word and at seeing him, " Ok...I'll admit...he can be...OK...I'll admit it, that Pervy Prince is ok...and nice when he wants to be...and I like how he's not completely afraid of me and when he kissed me...Damn it, don't think about that!" It was too late, now I know the smile won't go away.

I was so deep in thought, that this really really warm hand grabbed mines. I squeaked...like a little mouse...I covered my mouth as everyone started to whisper...I looked around, Bubbles and the others were on the steps.

That hand grabbed mines again, and I automatically looked down, I knew that hand too well. Damn it all, it was him...I mean of course it was...but this was so embarrassing. I couldn't stand looking him in the face.

"What the hell is wrong with me? I'm Buttercup, I'm the toughest of the tough. AND I CAN'T LOOK THIS BASTARD IN THE EYES!"

Butch's POV

I just gasped in admiration. I thought she couldn't get any cuter, but here she was, blushing bright rosy peach, her eyes staring down but twinkling, she was looking away. Her fingers in her mouth, that expression was too much...she was so adorable...I can't even find a word to describe it...I held her hand tighter. Maybe Absoutely Aborably Precious Little (well...not little, she's almost my height) Cute CUTIE- DAMN IT, she was just cute and hot. If only she was wearing her pants so I could see those fantastic shapely legs, that would be perfect.

"Countess, it is an honor to meet you," I teased her, hopefully to snap her out of this cute precious shy embarrassed state of hers, "You look very cute in that dress."

Automatically that snapped her out of that state and she looked at me with such a cute fiery glare, "What? Bastard. Never say that." She whispered as she squeezed my hand hard.

"How about a dance, cutie?" I teased again, but she really is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. Too bad about that mask, I want everyone to see...my Future Wife. (No squealing)

"Fine! But don't call me cutie, Butchie." She tried to look angry, but when I grabbed her around the waist, that embarrassed look came back.

"How cute, you're embarrassed. You are just the cutest thing, especially in that dress."

She snapped out of it again and squeezed my hand even tighter, "You're just asking me to kick your ass."

"What I'm really asking for is...a dance...with my Princess." I didn't mean to confess that part yet...but the shock look on her face...

"What?"

The music started playing, it saved me, as I pulled her into the middle of the dance floor.

"Sorry, I guess I was trying to find you a better pet name. I don't think Princess is the right one. Let's stuck with Tiger."

or a more fitting one...Queen

please no squealing and I hope you liked