Yesterday was hectic, I had crew practice, then I was exhausted, and then I had friends over and they didn't leave until earlier. So then I tried to write this and got distracted by my sister's boyfriend (who's also a friend of mine), coming over.

Im glad that yall didn't find Aralynn completely awful, but she does have a big role yet I won't get into the details of everything if no one wants it.

Im going to shut up now and let you read PART ONE of possibly three in the All Hallows Eve Party chapters

Chapter Twelve

❂Of Truest Heart❂

Prince Logan

As preparations for the All Hallows Eve party continued, noblemen and women from different countries arrived at the castle, causing panic in the staff department.

I stared out my window as the Greek Crowned Prince happily reunited with Lady Circe. My door creaked open, "Logan, The French and the Scots have just arrived." Brooks announced, I turned around to find my little brother actually looking nice. His brown hair tamed, and wearing a crisp suit, tie and all.

"Thanks, Brooks. Please don't keep them waiting, get someone to prepare snacks for our guests." Luckily, this time around, it was only a few Irish Noblemen, the English Ambassador, the French Royal Family, a few Greeks, and the Scottish Heir.

King Marco Gasquet of France, being my mother's cousin, insisted that France could do without him for a couple days, and brought along Queen Tatiana and their seven year old daughter, Constance.

The Crowned Prince of Greece, Daewon Michaelides, chose to fly down in order to see his brother, Faddley, and his sister in my Selection. Petra and Alessandra, the two Princesses, were due to fly in later that evening.

Then there were Collins Raffer and Tiernan Browne, the two Irish noble men, and Dorian Abrams who is the English Ambassador. All three of them arrived yesterday and were out hunting with Bash.

Finally, Princess Una Acheson of Scotland, one of Luce's childhood friends, had apparently just arrived. The barking of her blue merle Shetland sheep dog, Arran, confirmed it.

Bounding down the stairs, I checked to make sure my tie wasn't crooked. After nodding to the guards, they opened the door to the Men's Room, no doubt where Marco, Faddley, and Daewon would be. Luce, my mother, and Juliette where in charge of greeting the women, and my father, Brooks and I, the men.

The three royals bowed, "Bonjour, King Edmund." Marco greeted his cousin-in-law.

"I hope you three had a pleasant travel." The king of Illea replied.

Duke Faddley crinkled his nose, "The plane was stuffy, but otherwise it was okay."

Daewon nudged his brother, "The ride was wonderful, thank you Your Majesty."

Father clapped his hands together, "Well, Duke Faddley, Prince Brooks will show you around the castle. Logan, will you show Prince Daewon around? I'll stay with you Marco, until Mila can come see you."

I nodded and turned to Daewon, but he held his palm up, "As much as I appreciate the offer, I would rather spend time with my sister, Circe."

I smiled, "Of course, I'll get someone to send for her." Daewon smiled back, and tilted his head forward in respect.

❂Of Truest Heart❂

"No, Your Highness, it was just an accident." Lady Nia explained, while I dabbed at the hot tea Alena Woodwork had spilled on her. Her leg was slightly scratched up from the broken ceramics, but it wasn't too serious for me to have to force her into the hospital wing.

"Are you sure you're ok?" I asked, Nia seemed sincere that what Alena did was accidental, but that doesn't mean it didn't happen.

"I'm fine!" She insisted, her irritation obvious as I continued to pester her about her injury.

Finally, I stood up and turned around to the other girls, "I hate to leave so soon, but I must be off; however, Lady Aaliyah, I would like to speak with you outside."

The three from Calgary stood nervously, "Of course, Your Highness." She followed me outside into the hall.

After we were out of earshot from the girls no doubted pressing their ears against the door to try to catch snippets of our conversation. I turned to her, "I'm not eliminating you, if that's what you think." Aaliyah relaxed and it sounded like she sighed.

"I was actually hoping if you'd care to join me for dinner tomorrow night." I shifted from foot to foot, I just planned to walk her over to the ball, and then of course the date invitation slipped out. Not even for tonight.

She stared at me, probably trying to see if I was messing with her. After she detected no signs of lying, she grinned, "I would love to."

Princess Lucille

The fact that Una was actually invited startled me, we didn't have a treaty with Scotland, nor did mother insinuate they were planning on one. Then again, mother never told anything to anyone aside from father.

"Tatiana, it's so good to see you again." Queen Mila embraced Queen Tatiana in a hug. Constance sat with Juliette, showing my little sister her doll.

I turned to my mother, "Mother, would it be okay for me to take Una on a tour, it has been a while since she's been here."

My friend's light brown eyes lit up, and Mila nodded. Grinning, I tried to contain my excitement until we were out of earshot from the Queens. We rushed out into the hall and laughed.

"Una! Why are you even here?" I finally asked the question plaguing my mind.

She rolled her eyes, "Political stuff, I'd rather not go into the details. I have to go to a meeting about it later." I shot her a pitying glance, and dropped the subject.

I grabbed her hand and surveyed the hallway, making sure no one was watching. After confirming we were alone, I darted down the stairs and into the gardens, dragging the Scottish heir with me.

"Where are we going?" She gasped, running out of breath.

"Looks like someone hasn't been running recently." I teased, fully energized.

"Being the Crowned Princess can be a touch overwhelming."

"Oh, there!" I cheered, catching sight of a group of the Selected, slowing down to a walk.

Una raised one of her eyebrows, "Are those your brother's girls in his Selection?"

"Yep." I smirked, popping the "p".

As we approached them, I finally identified the girls as Lady Elia, Lady Ambrose, Lady Amethyst, Thalia, and Lilith. When they saw me and Una, I noticed some of them exchange confused glanced, but they dipped down into a curtsy anyways.

"Your Highness," Lady Elia hailed.

I nodded in acknowledgment to the previous-eight-previously-a-two. "Ladies, this is Princess Una Acheson of Scotland." The girl's eyes widened and they quickly curtsied again, mumbles of "Your Highness" traveling through the group.

Una smiled at them, "I look forward to seeing all of you girls at the Halloween party tonight."

THIS SCENE IS WRITTEN BY PRINCESS DREAMS WITH EDITS FROM ME

Lady Alena

I was standing with Aaliyah Sultani and Sara, as they were the only girls in the Selection willing to talk to me. I mean I had created quite a scene this morning, I regretted acting to mean and bitter to Nia. I had thrown hot tea at her leg, but I wanted desperately to be out of this competition. Of course the silly girl had to tell the prince it was all an accident. It wasn't.

"I think you should apologize to her." Sara whispered. Aaliyah nodded her head in agreement. Of course Aaliyah wanted me to apologize, she had a date with the prince and if she was hanging out with me, someone who'd injured another girl, it wouldn't bode very well for their relationship.

I couldn't say I disagreed, though. I knew I should've been nicer, but how could I let anyone know? I wanted out of this competition and this seemed to be the only way.

"But she's only a maid." I replied snootily. At that moment, I saw Aria and Nia walk in together. Nia was dressed as the Black Swan, and Aria as the White Swan. Nia's eyes grew wide behind her mask as her gaze locked with mine. I could see her limping slightly.

Prince Logan walked up and greeted the two, helping Nia into a chair. Then he proceeded to talk to the other girls.

Sara and Aaliyah were giggling about something I missed. Slowly, I walked to the curtain near Nia. "Hey Nia." The six's eyes widened once again. "I am sorry."

She looked shocked, then I turned and saw the prince coming near, and I tried to snicker, "You're just a silly maid, do you really think I'd apologize to you?" My voice grew louder, I hoped the prince heard and his expression told me he had. I stalked off. Looks like my ticket out was sealed. I grinned.

Lady Scarlett

I tugged at my black mask, the plumes of peacock feathers finally adjusting into the right spot. I walked into the room, letting out a breath I wasn't even aware I was holding in. Why was I so nervous? My maids, Rosalind, Calliope, and Emma, had done an amazing job on my turquoise dress. They knew exactly where to put the peacock feathers, and I had to admit, I looked stunning.

I took a deep breath and didn't allow fear to get the better of me. My eyes skirted around the room in search for Prince Logan. With all the hats and people in masks, I didn't know where to find him. Not to mention the dry ice fog coating the floor.

"Poor people have it, rich people need it. If you eat it you die. What is it?" Startled, I swung around, but found Logan dressed in a green blazer. Under it he wore a black button up shirt with a purple tie adorned in a simple green question. He had purple dress pants and blue dress shoes. He was leaning on a gold staff shaped in another question mark, his purple-gloved hands wrapped around the top of it. His mask was simple and black, but his hair was hidden behind a green bowler's hat with a purple stripe at the base.

"Prince Logan, what is that costume?" My eyes narrowed.

He chuckled, "Brooks has these old comic books, and I'm The Riddler, who is one of the villains." He leaned forward slightly, "So what's your answer?"

I stared at him in shock, "I'm not terribly good at riddles."

Logan smirked. "What?" I asked.

"Nothing." He replied.

I crossed my arms over my chest, "No, really, what?"

"The answer is nothing." He explained. "I'm afraid it must continue making my rounds." And like a classic story-book gentleman, Logan took my hand and pressed his lips against it.

Lady Elia

I sat next to West Greyson, her name influencing her costume. She was dressed like old western women from the movies. I, on the other hand, wore a lilac dress with wings protruding from the back. There were flowers adorning my hair and I couldn't have wished for a better costume.

I watched as Logan abandoned Lady Scarlett and walked towards Lucille in a strange red and black jester like costume, in a dress form. It had a black bodice that swirled around the neck then flared out into a red and black floor length gown at the belly button. On one the red side there were for black diamonds forming a larger diamond, then on the black it was the same only in red. She had fingerless black and red gloves, and her black heels were barely visible under the dress. She had some sort of jester had headband, and I could see the tips of a black mask from the side of her head.

Luce sat with Princess Juliette, whom was dressed as a cheetah, in her lap. I turned around and faced West, "What's with all the royal's costumes?"

West shrugged, "I honestly have no idea."

I pulled at one of my strands of dyed-silver blonde hair. Logan whispered something into Luce's ear, then quickly turned and moved towards Lady Thalia, dressed as a ring master – in gown form. He offered her his hand, and they moved to dance.

I quickly averted my glance, and saw Circe talking with her family. All of which were dressed either as a goddess or a warrior.

Cassia and Delantie sat over by the food court, Cassia dressed as the Queen of Hearts from the timeless fairy tale, Alice in Wonderland, and Delantie as a Spirit in a white lace dress and her black hair pulled up in a braided bun.

Astra was dressed as a night sky in a dark navy dress speckled with silver dots and a moon shaped mask, and Sara as a cat. Like a sexy cat…but not slutty.

Then there was a kid who had to be Prince Brooks. He looked like a scarecrow, yet it was much more terrifying, with pretty much no skin showing, and a twisted face.

Logan bowed to Thalia, then after a brief conversation, hurried over to Lord Sebastian.

Lady Clare

I frowned as the fake incisors prevented me from actually being able to fully eat the red-velvet whoopee pies I had suggested. Someone's laugh snapped me out of my frustration and I looked up to find Lord Dorian, the English Ambassador, dressed as one of the Merry Men from Robin Hood.

I rolled my eyes, "Don't make fun of my costume."

That just made him laugh harder, "That's kind of hard for me to do, being that I'm here as Little John, while Bash is Robin Hood."

I raised an eyebrow, "Who's Bash?"

Dorian gave me a quizzical look, "Lord Sebastian? He lives here."

I shrugged, "Never met him."

The Englishmen pretended to have never mentioned his friend, "So what is this lovely vampire's name? And how did she end up in Prince Logan Reyes' Selection?"

"Clare Rifter, and I joined because my life as a four from Hansport was definitely not exciting."

"You like adventure?" He raised an eyebrow.

I grinned, "I love it!"

"Then maybe you'd enjoy going on a ride with me tomorrow."

"I don't think that's a good idea, Dorian." Another male voice popped in. I found Prince Logan staring at the two of us. "Now, I would appreciate it if you allowed me to converse with Lady Clare."

Dorian bowed, and I felt my cheeks flush shyly, "Your Highness," I muttered.

"What were you planning on saying to him?" He questioned. His blue eyes flustered behind his mask.

"I don't know! I mean, I didn't come here to marry you. Or attract you. Though it's quite tempting. I came here to live my own way. To be able to grow up for myself." I spluttered.

Logan pursed his lips, "And going horseback riding with the English Ambassador, a country in which Sebastian and Aretha are our only reason for remaining allies with them, is a good way to grow up?"

I tried to hide my embarrassment, he was right, "Well you weren't offering." I knew my attempts were useless the moment I felt heat rise in my cheeks. Did I really just say that to the Prince of Illea?

"Well then, Lady Clare, would you care to go on a group date horseback riding with me on Tuesday?"

My eyes widened, it worked. Today was Saturday, "I'd love to, Your Highness."

Logan swung out his staff and bowed, "Hopefully I'll see you again before then, Lady Clare."

After his back was turned, and he was walking towards Lady Ambrose, I whispered to myself, "Hopefully."

So yes there is going to be one or two more parts to this party, because I didn't want to truncate it or spend a month trying to write a super long chapter, so here's part one!

Costumes (NOT THE SELECTED):

Logan – The Riddler

Bash – Robin Hood

Luce- Harley Quinn

Juliette – Minerva / Cheetah

Dorian – Little John

Brooks – Scarecrow (From DC Comics)

Bye lovelies!

~Hailey