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Nienna
Chapter one
Sarah sat officially bored gazing out the window at the glistening sea. She sighed inwardly as yet another young man asked her to dance, his face hidden behind a mask. She of course was introduced and everyone knew who she was. Sarah graciously accepted, curving her mouth into a pleasant smile, nodding now and than. Her dress spilled out around her, moving gracefully with her as she spun around the room. The skirt was a deep fiery red, with gold trim nearly everywhere. The bodice came lower than her father liked, and the sleeves came down and flared at her elbows. The dress was not too conservative yet neither was it to flashy. Sarah attracted the eyes of many a men in the room that night. Including that of a young man dressed as a pirate, his face hidden behind a mask.
The mysterious boy swept across the dance floor as if gravity were no such thing. He held the grace of an experienced sword fighter, but if one were to look deeper would find he was in fact very aware of how stares followed him. Finally he reached his destination. He stopped and bowed to the couple dancing. "Do you mind if I cut in?" he asked but before getting an answer, he whisked the girl from her partner slowly making their way around the dance floor.
Something seemed familiar about him-this masked man. Of course every man had a mask on, yet his seemed to be hiding something more than just his face.
"Who are you?" Sarah asked him. There was just something about him. Something, that played on the verge of her memory-teasing and tantalizing her.
"Now, if I told you, where would the fun in that be?" His voice seemed familiar. It was calm, deep, and a bit playful. His breath on her face felt wonderfully calming, yet set her on fire at the same time.
"Yes, where would the fun in that be?" she said vaguely. The song was coming to a close, but Sarah wasn't paying attention.
"You have others to dance with tonight. I will find you for the last dance before midnight," he said slipping away before she could protest.
Sarah swept back to her parents side. She smiled. Her mask was made of cool porcelain. It was a deeper red than the dress and the edges were trimmed with gold. Gold ribbon streamed down of the side of the mask, blending in a contrast with her dark brown hair. Her chocolate brown eyes scanned the floor searching for her masked dance partner. Suddenly she felt hands circle her from behind shielding her eyes.
"Guess who!" said a very deep, yet cheery voice from behind her.
"Uncle Jack?" Sarah spun around right into the arms of Jack.
"Jack, it's been to long!" Jack backed up to get a better look at her.
"Yes, far too long…"
***Midnight***
Sarah stood in the middle of the ballroom, declining offers to dance. She was afraid that her "friend" would have forgotten her. Just as the thought crossed her mind she felt a light touch on her shoulder. She shudders under the touch, though it was pleasant. She turned to face "the pirate" masked in black. They began to dance, eyes following them.
It made the boy slightly nervous to have those eyes upon him. He looked back at her, she seemed captivated by him, her eyes never straying.
"Does it make you nervous, to have everyone watching us?" She asked her eyes shining. Being in his presence made her feel different-almost like being free.
"No," he lied, locking his grey-brown eyes on hers, "It makes me uncomfortable that all the young men are watching you," the song was slowing down, and he was steering them towards the open pillars.
"Do you mean to say that it makes you jealous?" He raised an eyebrow and cocked his head.
"Yes." The music ended, but the still held each other.
"It's nearly midnight," Sarah commented.
"It is," he said nodding. Then the clock tower struck midnight and Sarah lifted her mask off. Her skin was pale, and seemed to glow in the moonlight. His skin was tan and smooth as Sarah lifted her hand to remove his mask. He caught her hand, stopping her. He bent down as if to kiss her, but he moved closer and bent his mouth near her ear, whispering, "I must be off now, but" he produce from his pocket a splendid necklace, a black pearl set in silver, with a fine silver chain, he fastened the necklace around her neck, "I must go now. Happy birthday, my pirate princess." Sarah's eyes grew wide, with recognition.
"Devlin?" she question breathlessly, as he slipped into the shadows.
Memories came flooding back to her-the sound of the swords, the shafts of moonlight, and his face; his mischievous grin that had been held so firmly in her mind all these long years. Sarah stood motionless unable to move. She wanted to go after him. She wanted to follow him into the darkness and forget about her life-the tasks she would soon have to tend to, but she held herself back. No- she wouldn't follow him, some stranger to some place that she didn't know of. The world wasn't like that. The world was not one of Uncle Jack's pirate stories.
Sarah's heart sank. Somehow she felt confined, in her fancy clothes and her upper class ball. Sarah turned back to the dance intending to return, but instead she took a path that led away from the excited commotion of the ball. Sarah replaced her mask, as she walked down to the docks. She knew she couldn't go home, or back to the party. Without much thought, and fingering the necklace, Sarah walked down the moonlit streets, not knowing she was being watched.