OH MY GOD you guys are amazing I got like sooooooo many review's and I am soooooooo happy, so here is the newest chapter.

Previously

I turned around and marched toward Cameron, I grabbed her hand and send her a cruel smirk, she seemed worried, and I pushed Cameron towards the maid and put my hands in my pocket, "she's my dance".

C POV

It all happened so soon I didn't really get the chance to exactly register what happened. One minute I am in the corner of the king of Russia's chambers cleaning his floors and the next being pulled in to a room with lots of maid's, who are all taking my clothes off, "Hey, there must be some sort of mistake I am not his majesties dance, I….I am his maid" but my plea's were unheard as somebody pushed me into the bath tub, the water was cold, and made me flinch. They were preparing me for him.

One of the maids added strawberry scented perfume to the water as the others started scrubbing me. They were too far gone to stop now. What was going to happen now? I am the king's maid no dancer; did he want to humiliate me in front of everyone? I can't dance. I came back to reality when I felt some one pulling me and then drying me with Egyptian cotton towels. I waited for a bit while the maid's brushed my hair and did a twisty thing to it so all of it was piled up on my head.

After that they put some stuff on my face. I didn't know how I looked but I didn't care, who did I need to impress? I sat there for what felt like a life time but I think was twenty minutes. A maid from my right disappeared and came back with a gown, it was amazing. It was an emerald base which looked like it was made out of silk, it was long at the back was risen up on the front, till my chest but you could only see my legs till my knees, there was a gold frame around the neck and was in crossed on my chest and was tied on my back. It was fabulous. I guess my expression gave me away as the maid holding it smiled a knowing smile.

The stood me up and then there were maids, everywhere trying to get me into to the delicate fabric. When I was finished they took a few steps back and admired their creation. Me. they took me by my arm and led me down the stairs, there were lots of steps and when I was nearing to the end the maid's left my sides and ushered back up the stairs, I looked back, giving them a questioning look but the had there head bent, while I was looking back I didn't stop walking, my heel caught on the hem of the dress and I fell, on hard ground, straight on my bottom, I was expecting that but instead of the fall I was in strong arms, I opened my eyes and there he was, a hero in a tux.

The king, blood rushed to my cheeks as I profusely apologized and stood up. Him unaware of me being uncomfortable continued to stare at me, or my body. I just looked everywhere but his face, he looked good. But I didn't care no.

"Are you done staring at me, or shall I wait, the ball won't start without me any ways", he said, oh how rude. I nodded. I wanted to ask him why he was doing this, I wanted to ask him what would happen and so much more but I couldn't get myself to say it, how would it sound, he is the king.

He out an arm around my wait and pulled me toward him, electing a gasp from me. I had never been this close to a man let alone a king. Just before going through the doors he stopped, he turned his face toward me, "tonight you are no maid, you are my date, you will stay close to me and you'll dance with me, when I ask you to", I nodded, "yes my lord" I said politely. He shook his head in frustration, "no not my lord, you must address me by my name, you're not a maid tonight but a royal like everyone else. You must not bow to any one, and greet any one unless I greet someone, understood" he said "yes my lo- Zach" I replied, I couldn't even get his name right, but fortunately for me he nodded in approval.

Zach tightened his grip around me, I took a deep breath and both of us went inside, there were clapping and cheers everywhere, which caused my heart rate to increase. I looked at Zach, he looked amazing, and smiling confidently was one of the reasons. How can he be so calm when I am so nervous? I mentally slapped myself; of course he does this all of the time. Then all of a suddenly the crowd dramatically quieted, I started worrying, had they already figured out who I was; a useless commoner maid. I looked up and realized it was Zach's father, he had his hand up. A common sigh used to tell people to keep quite.

"King Zachary and his dance" Zach's father announced, everyone went wild and then went back to what they were doing. Zach led me towards his father "well, I didn't think you would really have a dance" Zach's father said " come on then introduce us, who is she, the gardeners daughter, or the cook's sister" he said and laughed, Zach joined him. I felt humiliated. I was some sort of pawn for them. "No father she is my maid" Zach said, his father quirked an eye brow, "hmm, she is pretty, I bet she'll look even better in bed though, you have nice taste son" he said, as both Zach and his father looked at me up and down. I felt disgusted; I wouldn't be surprised if they eyed their meat the same way.

Finally they broke their reunion and Zach took me to the drinks session, I had never had wine before, just the smell made me ill. He took a drink, and then another. I couldn't say anything though, he was the king. "So tell, me Cameron, how old are you" the question threw me off guard, "umm, I-I am six…sixteen year old" I didn't know why he wanted to know but didn't question him.

He was about to ask something when the music started, Zach took me by the arm "what are we doing" I asked. He looked at me and said.

"Dance".

Ta-da, I hope you liked it. It took me a while to write it. I know zach I horrible but it'll get better, eventually.

-z.