Chapter Three

Relena laughed. How could she not. Catherine and Hilde were once again surrounding her. With them and Dorothy of course it was always fun.

"So she shot him"

"No…"

"Yes she shot him in the back when she walked in on him and the maid."

"Did she shoot the maid as well?"

"She never got the chance, the maid fled before she could reload the pistol."

"The maid was the smart one, now Lady Shelly is in prison for the murder of her husband. She never even produced an heir." Once again laughter was among them.

"Oh no…" Hilde murmured ducking behind Relena.

"What is it Hilde"

"It's Lord Davidson, I promised him a waltz, I'll see you later" With that Hilde disappeared into the dense crowd, which again brought out giggles from the two woman.

"Well that was very interesting" Cat sighed.

"Indeed, it was"

"Lady Barton" Before she turned she knew who it was.

"How many times must I say, call me Catherine"

They both turned to face three young Lords.

"Just one more I pray" A smile formed on her face as Lord Maxwell bent to kiss her hand.

"It's always a pleasure, and I see you've brought friends. Lord Milbrook, Mr. Winner"

"It's lovely seeing you again, and who is your lovely friend." Lord Milbrook kissed her hand as well.

"Oh do mind me, this my dear friend is Lady Relena Haverson, heiress to Haverson Manor."

Heero held her hand "How delightful to make acquaintance again" he said as he place a soft kiss on her glove, while her continued to hold her gaze.

"Again, My Lord"

"So you don't remember our first meeting"

"Relena, I didn't know you were acquainted with Lord Milbrook" Cathy grinned.

"Well, I'm not to sur…" His name was familiar but from where.

"Don't you remember? Our mothers introduced us. It was a while back" he studied her face for a moment. When it lit up he smiled.

"Oh yes, now I recall. It has been many years.11 or 12, as a matter of fact."

"So long, you must have been nothing more than children at the time." Duo implied

"Well it's grand to see you two reunited." Cathy gleamed.

"Yes it is, I hear you…"

"Oh where has that Lord Mil…" Hilde entered conversion as she came head to head with Heero. Smiling up she uttered." …stone. How do you do gentlemen?" She curtsied and whispered to Relena "How come you did not tell me he was here" But before Relena could answer she was already introducing her self to Lord Maxwell.

"Well, Milbrook when are you planning on leaving for the country. Spring is right around the corner and I hear Lord Wilbur is hosting Hunting Party" Trowa asked placing a hand on the small of his wife's back.

"I don't plan to leave for another week or so. Lady Haverson, how about you? Are you planning on attending?"

"I will leave whenever Hilde and Catherine decide there ready. We plan to ride out there together."

"Lee" Hilde whispered "Can you hold this. Lord Maxwell has just asked me to waltz with him." She handed her glass to her friend and rushed off to the dance floor. Heero smiled at the use of Relena's nickname.

"Oh, what a wonderful idea. A waltz. Come Trowa. We'll be back soon. " And with that Relena and Heero were left alone. She sighed as he cleared his throat.

"Lady Haverson, would you do me the honor of granting me this dance."

"Oh I'm no good at waltzes and it has already begun. We can not intrude" He took her hand. "We certainly can" He drug her to the dance floor and placed his hand in the small of her back and began dancing in circles in time with the music.

"You lied to me" he started

"Wh-What?"

"You said you were no good at the waltz and here you are dancing circle around me. Your making me look bad."

She felt she cheeks heat up and knew her face was red. She breathed him deep. He smelt of spices and soap. It was intoxicating. All she wanted to do rest her head on his board shoulders and dance. Dance the night away. She really did like dancing with him. It made her feel different. She had dance with numerous others, but none made her heart skip a beat and her tongue silent. And that face. It was absolute perfect and with it surround by waves of brown hair it gave the illusion that he was a statute, perfect in everyway.

"What is it?" Heero grinned.

"I'm sorry, what did you say"

"You were staring at me."

"Oh my apologizes it's just that…." She could not believe it. Here she was dancing with the most notorious scoundrel in all of London when she had promised herself years ago that she would never be put in this situation. And the worst part was she like it.

"It's just what"

"It's just would have never thought a man of your certain reputation could ever be such a gentleman.

Heero chuckled "This reputation of mine always get me in trouble with the beautiful woman, but to tell you the truth my reputation as a rake is nothing in comparison to Trowa's." He was right. "And look how good he turned out to be"

"Then I'm sorry" They had not even realized that they had stop dancing and they continued to hold each other.

"For what reason"

"I have judged you, solely on the rumors I have merely heard." he smiled.

"But you were right" He released her hand. "I am a some what of a scoundrel." He bowed to her and took his leave. Relena stood staring after him, not knowing why she missed the feeling of her hand in his. A perfect fit. She blinked. What was she thinking? Heero Milbrook was the biggest scoundrel in all of London. She could not be seen in public with him again in fear of her spotless reputation. She left the ball room and rejoined her friends near the drawing room. Lord Milbrook could not ever become part of her life again.

A/N: Short I know but its better that way. Read and Review. Thanks a bunch.