The months passed really fast. And Amelia couldn't keep count of all the Prince's she had met. There where going to be a ball tonight again. She didn't feel up to it. But she knew she had to find someone to marry. She had to because of her people, she couldn't let them down. There was a knock on the door.
"Princess Amelia. The ball is about to start." It was one of her maidens.
"I'll be right down." She heard the maiden leave and she sighed. 'Ok, this is the last ball before my birthday party. If I don't find anyone now dad is going to chose for me.' She sighed again and put on her tiara and checked her makeup. Everything was in order.
"Ok, here I come." She stood up and walked down the hall to the ballroom.

People applauded when she walked down the stairs. She smiled and waved at the people. Then it was time for the greetings. To say hello to all the prince's and to keep the smile. The same thing over and over again. Then there was the dancing. To dance with all the Prince's, sure it was only one dance for them. But for her it was to many.
"May I have this dance Princess?" Amelia looked up and was greeted with the greenest eyes she had ever seen. She smiled, she had to.
"Yes you may." She took his hand and he led her out to the middle of the dance floor. She didn't remember this man. But there was something with those eyes.
"I don't think I got your name." She said when they were dancing. He smiled.
"Oh forgive me Princess. My name is Morgan Jadelaya." He stooped the dancing and took her hand and kissed it. And then they started dancing again. Amelia smiled, and for a first time in months she didn't have to force it.

In the shadows a man stood and watched. 'She looks happy.' The man turned around and started to walk away. A smaller form was also standing there.
"Grey we have to go now." Grey hurried after his father and grabbed his hand.

It was a week after the ball. Amelia was sitting on her bed. Tears were rolling down her cheeks. 'Mr. Zelgadiss. I wish you were here instead of these people.' She took of her dress and put on her nightgown. She looked in the mirror and tears still rolled down her face.
"In tree weeks I'm going to marry Morgan....." she looked at her reflection as she said those words. She didn't want to believe it.

The next week the planing started. Morgan was staying at the castle now and Amelia felt miserable again. She didn't want to marry anyone except one person.
"And he doesn't want me...."
"What was that my dear Amelia?" Morgan asked.
"Oh nothing." Amelia walked down the corridor with her fiancée.
"Aren't you exited about this? The wedding and all."
"Weary." She looked everywhere except at Morgan. She didn't want to look at those eyes. They scared her now.
"I heard that your friends are coming."
"Yes they are." 'All except him.' They continued walking in silence. A servant came up to thin as they walked.
"Princess Amelia. There are some people at the gate that wants to see you. They say they are here for the wedding."
"Miss Lina...." She hurried trough the corridor's to get to the gate. And at the gate she could se a small redhead and a tall blond man.

"I'm telling you, we are friends of the princess. Let us trough." Lina was starting to get annoyed at the guard. They had been waiting here for 20 minutes.
"You better do as she says. It's less painful that way." Gourry received a hit on the head.
"Miss Lina, Mr. Gourry I'm so glad to see you." She hugged them both.
"Hiya Amelia. We got you letter, how is it going?" Lina asked. Amelia started to cry.
"It's awful Miss Lina." She couldn't do anything but whisper. Lina didn't expect that answer, and not that reaction.