Sorry it took so long...why is this in italics?...hmmm...oh well. anyway, really sorry. still, please reveiw.

Italicisd Disclaimer: Don't own it. do youi think someone with such bad spelling owns something like this? i don't Think so.

People filled every corner of a grand courtyard, a palace courtyard, dresses flowed, people laughed and talked and danced as though nothing was wrong. But something was, she knew it. She saw him run up to her, saw him marvel at her gown, and then take her hand.

"Come, I want you to meet someone," he said excitedly.

"Oh, I must speak with you," she said drawing back.

"Whatever it is, my answer is yes."

"No, Wait. Please." She really wanted to tell him something, why couldn't he see that? Was he blinded by something? By love?

"Look," he pointed to a group of people surrounding a table. "I invited the Gypsies." She smiled, she thought he would. Before they could reach the end of a long carpet, someone threw herself in front of them.

"She is an impostor sire."

Suddenly, she screamed "No!"

"Her name is Danielle de Barbarac, She has been a servant in my household for ten years."

The king, for that must be the king in all his finery stood up "A servant? Is this some kind of joke?"

"Baroness you are on Dangerous ground." He told her struggling to keep his voice even.

"Ask her yourself," was the response. "She's a grasping, devious little pretender, and it is my duty to expose her as the covetous hoax she is."

He turned to the lady at his side. "Tell these women who you are!" He looked at her face, what he saw there they didn't know. "Tell them!"

The Baroness, for that is what she was, screeched. "Bow to royalty you insolent fraud."

The lady looked to the ground as the man exclaimed, "My God, it can't be true. Nicole?"

"Nicolede Lancret was my mother," tears ran down her face freely as the man turned in disgust. "I am what she says."

"The apple. That was you?" he took his hand away from hers as though it was diseased.

"I can explain-"

"Well, someone had better!" The king called out.

"First your engaged…and now you're a servant? I've had enough" the man began to walk away until the woman called out.

"Henry please." The many guests watching this exchange gasped and murmured. His Name?

"Do not address me so informal madam. I am a Prince of France. And you, are just like them."

The woman sobbed and ran from the room.

Nicky and Adam both woke up with a start. What was that?

Nicky got up from her bed and poured herself a glass of water and looked out the window. A light was on in the dorm across the garden, the expensive dorms. She smiled and lay back down to sleep. She didn't sleep though.

Adam had bags under his eyes as he sat in the dining hall and picked at his food. Laurie tried to tempt him with some coffee, but it wouldn't work. He felt so…wretched. Like…like he'd betrayed someone.

He walked around the campus, he didn't have a class until that afternoon and so he sat at the fountain while DeVasi, the lecturer tried out one of Da Vinci's machines in the fountain. "Are you sure that's save?" he called out as the lecturer put on some odd looking shoes and stepped carefully out onto the water.

"No, but that is half the fun of it." He told Adam. "Not knowing!"

Adam rolled his eyes, he knew what was coming. "Like Love."

"Love? What is love?"

"That my boy can only be answered by the two people in love." Adam smiled.

"And how do they know?"

"They do."

"Then, let's say... God puts two people on earth... and they are lucky enough to find one another. But... one of them gets hit by lightning. Well, then what?

Is that it? Or perchance you meet someone new and start all over again. Is that the one you should be with? Or was it the first? When the two of them are side by side, were they both the one for you... and you just met the first one first? Or is the second one supposed to be first? And is everything just chance... or are some things meant to be?" By the end of that, Adam wasn't the only on confused.

"You cannot leave everything to fate, boy. She's got a lot to do. Sometimes you must give her a hand."

Adam smiled and heard someone yelp and a splash as DeVasi and some poor student fell into the fountain. "DeVasi?"

He saw the lecturer pull himself out of the fountain, followed by the girl from the party last night. Danielle.

"Danielle, here, let me help you." He tried to block out the smile DeVasi was giving him as he took off his heavy jacket and wrapped it around the saturated girl's shoulders.

"Thank you," she said and sat down on the edge of the fountain. "What were you doing Sir?" she asked DeVasi.

"Discovering that the walking on water is best left to the son of God."

She laughed which made Adam want to laugh, but he held it in and smiled.

They talked for a while, not about anything important until she stole a glance at the time and took off, saying that she had a class. DeVasi smiled as Adam helped him put his things away, but Adam's mind was elsewhere, in fact, Adam's mind was running towards a dorm where Maggie would be waving a notice proclaiming a ball in front of Danielle's face, telling her that this would be the perfect opportunity for her to 'snag' Adam.

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