Chapter 6 The Newcomers' Ball
Nervously, I brush out the wrinkles from the midnight blue skirt of my silk ball gown as I hurry through the
University grounds to meet Phoenix at the girls' Hall of Residence. To the left of me, dressed in his best
gold braided uniform his long thinning hair pulled back in a ponytail, strolls Riff-Raff; to my right, staff in
hand glancing suspiciously at the excited groups of young men and women for possible assassins, is Viker.
It is the night of the Newcomers' Ball and the whole of Delta University is a buzz with anticipation. The
Ball is held once a year as an official greeting to all of the students who begun their studies at the beginning
of that term. It is the sort of grand, stately affair I adore. Everyone, even guardians, dresses in there finest
attire and there is feasting and traditional Transylvanian dancing until dawn. Unofficially, like all such
events, it is an excuse for the young men and women of court to so how glamorous and successful they are
and no doubt I will be flooded with invitations to dance by young social climbers who hope being seen with
the Prince Absolute will boost their standing. But personally the only lady I am concerned with is Phoenix.
We arrive outside the Halls of Residence and I stop for a last minute check on my outfit. Pulling out my
gold powder compact, I flip it open and inspection my make-up. ' Do you think I have overdone my eye
shadow? I'm not used to wearing silver.' I ask Riff, securing my tiara to my freshly curled hair. Riff fusses
behind me straightening the large bow that rests in the small of my back. He peers at my reflection in the
hand mirror.
' Never bothered you before.' he sniffs with just a hint of sarcasm . ' You've been getting ready for this do
for the past two days, surely ever you aren't getting that vain?' I snap the compact shut and glare at him
over my shoulder. ' I just want to look my best for the party.' I retort, opening the door and making my
way upstairs. I breathe a secret sigh of relief, I nearly said I wanted to look my best for Phoenix.
The past two weeks since I told her of the River of Nights Dreaming, have been a roller coaster of
emotions. Of course I've been preoccupied with thoughts of assassins and being constantly on my guard
but there has been a greater change in my personally life with I dare not tell anyone of. The fact is Caulos
was right, I am falling for Phoenix, and hard. Just looking at her makes my heart soar and often in class I
find myself unable to concentrate, just watching her. She been so understanding about my plot against me
and often we spend hours just talking. However there always is a point in our conversation were I must
hold back. I long to tell her how I really feel but ever time the moment seems right I loose my nerve. I fear
she will reject me. Because of this I have decided to use a subtler approach. It is my plan to woo her, court
her in the way my ancestors would have done centuries ago. Over the weeks I have used ever opportunity
to charm her, sending her gifts and flowers on every occasion. I've cooks her meals and made her
breakfast in bed. I have yet to show her the poetry I continue to write about her though, I am still too shy.
That's why tonight is so important to me. It is a chance for me to show her myself as the perfect gentleman.
I attend to dote on her as if she was my wife.
We reach the door to Phoenix's chambers and saying a silent prayer that everything will go well, I knock.
There is a shuffling sound and the door is opened by a short, wiry man of around a hundred. He has bony,
pale features and a wispy ginger moustache. He is Flick, Phoenix's guardian.
' Your Majesty,' he says, bowing deeply. ' It is in deed a honour to meet you !May I say how lovely you
look. My mistress was right when she said you were handsome.'
I nod my head politely and Flick bay us enter. ' Do make yourselves at home, Lady Phoenix will be a few
moments. ' he says. He regards us all will interest, in particular Riff. ' Riff-Raff, ' he queries, peering at
him out of the corner of his eyes. ' Riff-Raff Alucard, my Goddess, it's you !Don't you recognize me? It's
Flick Yontle, we were at butlering college together!'
He extends a skeletal hand. Riff looks embarrassed, I take it Flick have fonder memories of their school
days then Riff. ' It must be 70 years !' gushes Flick, pumping Riff's hand furiously, ' How is your father
and the delightful Magenta, you know, she and I had quite a thing back then!'
Riff, who hates being the centre of attention colours slightly. ' My father Magnus, died in the spring of last
year. He had been ill for some time.' He says, a touch of sadness in his voice. ' But Magenta is as beautiful
as ever, we both work at the palace now. '
Flick claps his hands excitedly, ' Oh splendid !' he says ' I myself have been in the service of Lady
Cassandra for, well it must be 25 years now. I've bought up Phoenix from a baby. She is such a dear, sweet
girl. No wonder the young Prince here is so taken with her!' Flick clasps his hand and rests his two index
fingers on his lips, ' Oh but, listen to me chattering on!You want to see Phoenix, I'll fetch her.' He turns
and bustles out the room calling. ' M'lady! Do hurry the Prince is waiting!'
I turn to Riff and smile. ' Looks like you've got your date for the evening. '
He glairs at me. ' Don't think you're escaping me that easily, I'm watching you like a hawk. '
The door reopens and Flick returns smiling broadly. ' May I present Lady Phoenix Scarab,. ' He
announces. Through the door enters Phoenix. She looks magnificent , I can quite honestly say in all my life
I haven't seen another person who possesses a half of the beauty she displays tonight. She is wearing the
green velvet gown I bought for her but the colours seem more vibrant and dazzling just from her wearing
them. Her auburn mane has been curled and delicately piled high on her head, pinned in place with
sparkling jewelled clips. Her face glows with happiness and excitement and her eyes, adorned with golden
make up sparkling. My heart flutters just from seeing how delighted and lovely she looks.
' Well? ' she asks twirling around so I can see the full affect of her outfit. ' Do I look good enough to escort
the Prince Absolute to the ball? ' I get to my feet and approach her. ' Phoenix, you are a vision !' I state,
and I really do mean it. Tonight is going to be perfect.
I take her hand and plant a small kiss on its milky surface, just as I did the day me met. Phoenix laughs, to
me it is the sweetest sound. My heart is filled with love and seeing her so happy and carefree almost gives
me the courage to confess all.
' Your outfit's divine, ' I murmur gazing down at her. ' But there's something missing.' Smiling I glance
around the room and spot the vase of light lavender quisters that rests on the table. Taking one of the
blooms I fasten it careful to the strap of her dress. ' There, ' I say adjusting the delicate pointed petals '
From mortal beauty to demi-goddess. No other woman will get a look in. ' Phoenix grins and cups my
cheek. ' Why are acting all royal and chivalrous, Frankie? ' she giggles
I smile knowingly. ' It is a tradition from Furters to treat their attendant to social functions this way. ' I lie.
I can't tell her I'm doing it to show her what it would be like if we were married. I am not yet ready and I
definitely don't want to tell her in front of the servants.
We begin to make our way to the door when Phoenix stops. ' Silly me!' she laughs and darts back into the
bedroom. ' I forgot I bought you a present!' She returns carrying a small velvet box. She hands it to me.
' Phoenix!' I say. ' You can't afford to by me gifts!' She laughs and places my hand on top of the box.
' Please Frankie. You are always treating me now it's my turn!' She looks down slightly embarrassed. ' I
just want to say thanks for everything you've done over the months. I'm sure if you hadn't been around
college would have been a damn site more difficult for me. It's to say thanks for being my friend. ' I gaze
at her. I wonder if she knows just what she means to me. How much I care and respect her. Does she know
that although I value own friendship it is quickly becoming not enough. I grip the casket and fantasise for a
second that there's a marriage pendant inside.
' You honestly don't have to do this. ' I say gently, almost allowing my feelings to show. ' I have got as
much out of this as you have. '
Phoenix shakes her head dismissively. ' Stop being silly and open it. I want to see if you like it.'
Slowly I turn the gold catch and lift the lid. Inside, resting on a bed of black velvet, are a string of the
biggest, most beautiful dress pearls I have ever seen. I carefully run my fingertips across their glossy
surface and admire the natural twists of pinks and greens that dance inside each one. Carefully, Phoenix
lifts them out of the box and places them around my neck. ' They're not real.' She confesses fastening the
catch at the back of my neck. ' I saw a street vendor selling them at the weekend and automatically thought
of you. Have you ever done that? Saw something and knew it was just perfect. '
I gaze into that lovely face of hers, so beautiful and innocent. I take in every detail from her hypnotic
emerald eyes to the way her nose turns up slightly at the tip, from those soft cheeks with just a hint of rosy
blush to her lush scarlet mouth, and sigh. ' Yes I have. ' I whisper. ' Phoenix I have something to tell you.'
Riff get to his feet and taps his foot impatiently. ' We are going to be late. ' he says tapping my shoulder. I
glare at him, I could kill him for destroying the moment. I was about to tell her how I really feel, this could
have been the most important moment of my life and Riff ruined it.
Viker approachable me and with a glance that says ' Be on your guard' the five of us head off to the ball.
' Oh Frankie, doesn't the Grand Hall look wonderful?' With a look of marvel in her eyes, Phoenix hurries
ahead of me down the marble steps into the Grand Hall of Delta University. I gaze around the huge glass
doom with its hundred of candles and ornate floral arrangements. I have to admit it's impressive, the
marble dance floor has been polished until it shines like a mirror and around the edge large stone statues of
the college's founding fathers keep watch over the hundreds of eager students who fill the floor, chattering
and dancing. Through the evening air drifts the sound of music and above us we can see the clear night sky
with the two moons and thousands of twinkling stars. I have been to many such occasions but for Phoenix
it is a first. Her eyes flit about taking in ever detail and her face glows excitedly.
I leave Viker watching out for suspicious characters and Flick dragging Riff over to a small group of
guardians, and come to Phoenix's side. Resting my arm lightly on hers I turn to her and grin, ' Well, what
do you think? '
I ask.
She turns to me, smiling broadly. ' I honestly don't know, Frankie . It's just as I dreamed it would be but at
the same time nothing like I expected. It's so different to anything I've known before. ' Her fingers
interlace with mine and she gazes at me shyly. ' I am grateful you asked me. I never told you but I am. You
could've gone with anyone you wanted, you know? '
I gently wrap my arm round her waist and pull her closer. ' I know,' I whisper softly, kissing a stray locket
of her hair. ' But I wanted to go with you. I adore the way you look at things, everything is so new and
fresh in your eyes. I knew this evening would be so special to you.' I long to tell her the whole truth, that
every moment we spend together is a blessing, that she has come to be the centre of my life. But not here in
front of everyone, the time will come soon enough. For now this is her moment I want her to enjoy it.
Pulling away from my embrace Phoenix giggles and grabs hold of my hands dragging me onto the dance
floor.
' Come on Frankie, I want to dance.' She laughs and throws her arms around my neck. ' Show me how the
Prince Absolute wows the court with his rhythm and grace. '
I smile at her. ' I'm not as good as they say. ' I tell her 'But I will try. Put your left hand on my right
shoulder and hold my left hand with your right.' With a look of thorough concentration on her face Phoenix
does as I instructed. Gently I place my right hand on the small of her back. She giggles as my fingertips
tickle her spine through the material of her gown.
' Naughty Frankie!' she laughs, ' Even I know you're not suppose to do that!' I chuckle as she adjusts the
position of my hand so it rests higher up her back.
Slowly, at first, we begin to sway in time to the music that drift around us. I try and remember the dance
lessons my mother used to give me when I was very young, forward together, side together, back together,
turn, it has been so long since I've danced with a woman I am not used to leading, forward together, side
together, back together, turn, I gaze down at the beauty in my arms, what a partner she is !Her delicate
eyebrows are slightly knitted as she focuses on her moves, forward together, side together, back together,
turn, how graceful she is, not in a rhythmic musical way but just in how she responds to every movement
of my body. forward together, side together, back together, turn, How odd we must look to the other
guests, trying desperately to keep in time with the music, but does it matter? We have our own music, it is
the beating of our hearts perfectly in harmony, the melody that runs through my head and heart over and
over again I love you Phoenix, I love you Phoenix, can she hear it too? Our movement is bolder now, I feel
more confident. Faster we dances, easily keeping up with the other couples, I spin her around in my arms,
twirling, pirouetting gracefully. Phoenix throws her head back and laughs ' I'm dizzy.' So am I but dizzy
with love. Tonight's the night, I must tell her, I am drowning in a whirlpool of pure emotion. I can't hide it
much longer.
' Wow, steady you two. You nearly crashed into us!' Our dancing is brought to an abrupt halt as we all but
collide with another couple. I spin to see who it is.
Caulos stands, his long ginger hair slightly dishevelled by the near collision, hand on hip. At his side,
dressed in a midnight black tuxedo, is a tall stranger, with strong jaw and piercing cobalt blue eyes. His hair
is as black as a raven feather and I can tell just by looking at him beneath the smart clothes he has a
magnificent physique. I allow myself to admire this handsome man for a moment but then turns back to
Phoenix and offers a reassuring smile.
' Frankie, darling !' gushes Caulos kissing my cheek. 'So good to see you! isn't it the most divine evening?
The night is cool, the music sweet, and the atmosphere intoxicating.' His brown eyes glisten knowingly as
he glances at Phoenix. ' One could almost call it romantic. Why hello Phoenix, Frank told me he had ask
you to come. Don't you look lovely, such a striking couple I must say!' I sigh, Caulos is in one of his
mysterious moods, he knows he was right about me falling for Phoenix and is going to gloat. I will talk to
him later and hope that he will let the matter drop without too much teasing.
Caulos placing his hand on the arm of his date. ' But how rude of me, I haven't introduced you. This
gorgeous specimen of manhood is Opal Greck. We met in chemistry, he started college this year. Opal this
is Prince Francis and his escort Phoenix.'
Both Phoenix and I offer our hands to be kissed but to my surprised it is Phoenix's delicate fingers that
Opal takes. ' A honour to meet you, Lady Phoenix.' He says pecking her pale skin. ' I must confess I
haven't seen you at college, I'm sure a beauty such as your would have stuck in my mind. Where has His
Majesty been hiding you? ' Phoenix giggles girlishly. Deep in the pit of my stomach I feel a knot of envy
tighten. Six months ago, it would have been Phoenix I was jealous of but now seeing a man, no matter how
I fancy him for myself, attempting to woo my beloved set me burning with protectiveness. Opal turns
towards me. ' Your Majesty might I be so bold as to whisk this bewitching creature away from you for one
dance? '
My eyes flash with anger for a moment before I remember officially I have not emotional hold over
Phoenix. Despite the intense feelings I hold for her in my heart to the outside world we are just lovers and
she may be pursued by as many suitors as she wishes. ' As long as you treat her as the Lady she is. ' I
stammer, trying to hide my fury.
' I wouldn't dream of doing otherwise.' Opal states bowing and, taking Phoenix hand leads her on to the
dance floor. My eyes burn into them as they glide around to the music. ' Come on deary,' says Caulos
escorts me to a chair at the side of the room, ' you look like you need a glass of champagne.'
He summons a waiter at takes two flutes of sparkling wine from him. Passing one to me he says wryly, '
Maybe this will cool the green eyed monster !' I throw him a vicious glare that, to be honest, I had been
saving for Opal. ' He not that stunning you know !I've had hundreds of handsomer lovers!' I spit, drinking
my champagne in small anger sips. Caulos chuckles knowingly to himself and I suspect by his demeanour
that isn't the first drink he has had this evening! ' I didn't say I was the one you were jealous of. I was
thinking more of a rival muscling in on the lovely Phoenix!' he plays with a strand of his wispy ginger hair.
' He does have a weakness for red heads, does Opal. '
I finger the stem of my wine glass angrily. ' Why don't you just grow up, Caulos!' I say taking another sip.
He turns to me grinning like the cat that has the cream. ' I will when you will. Stop playing games and
confess, you're besotted with her, aren't you? Right this moment you're seething because another man has
shown an interest in her! You can't hide from me Frankie, I know better than anyone.'
I gaze across the dance floor to where Opal is spinning Phoenix round in agile pirouettes .She is laughing at
something he has said and her hair glistens like gold in the candlelight. I wish it had been me who made
that witty comment, who had made her laugh. I love it when she laughs, her nose wrinkles up in the
sweetest way. I stare into my glass, watching the bubbles pop on the surface. ' You're right,' I murmur
quietly. ' I am in love with her, have been for a long time if I'm completely honest. I've never felt like this
before Caulos, she makes me so happy,' I sigh, ' And yet I'm scared. I never felt so intensely about
someone before. All I know for sure is that I never want us to be apart.'
Caulos places a sympathetic hand on my shoulder. ' Sounds like you've found your soul-mate.' He smiles
gently. ' I've seen it before. My brother was exactly the same when he meant his wife.'
I stare at him amazed. It had never enter my consciousness that Phoenix might be my soul-mate; the
woman created for me by Rai whom I am destined to be with for all time, but now I think about it I know
my feelings for her are so right. ' I am very young.' I tell Caulos, ' I've always planned that I would find
my soul-mate after I had lived a little, maybe when I was 100 or so.'
Caulos watches Opal and Phoenix, ' Frank, you can't choose when or where you meet your soul-mate. It's
predetermined, fate. If you're meant to be with someone there is nothing you can do to fight it. '
I sigh deeply. What if Caulos is right? That Phoenix and I are meant to be together. There is no doubt in my
heart about the way I feel, I want to spend my every waking minute in her company, I adore her. But how
can I make sure she feels the same. I intensely want to tell her how I feel, that I love her, worship her with
every beat of my heart, want to dedicate my life to making her happy. If she returns my love I know I will
feel the luckiest person alive but if I am wrong, if she doesn't feel the same way about me, my heart will
shatter into uncountable pieces never able to love another. I'd rather the rebels kill me than to go on living
with that rejection. This is why I have kept my love a secret. As if he has read my mind, Caulos speaks,
' You have to tell her,' he says gently, ' As a prince and a man it's the only option. If you hide the way you
feel you are denying both of you the most divine gift Rai has bestowed on our race. Not everyone will be
bothered by her past, there will be others willing to woo her and she won't wait forever, not if she sees you
as just a lover and a friend. You might lose her.' He sips his champagne.
He's right of course I must overcome my fears if I'm to make her mine. ' I know,' I whisper. ' I just need
the right moment. I need a sign that she feels the same.' I laugh quietly ' I guess I'm just a bit shy!'
Caulos sighs and places a tender hand on my shoulder. ' All I'm saying is don't wait too long.' He says
sympathetically.
' Wait too long for what? ' Phoenix's voice takes me by surprise. I spin to see her and Opal standing at my
side. I try to hide it but it is obvious I am blushing. Caulos throws me a knowing glance. I get to my feet
and take Phoenix's hands. ' Wait too long to tell you I want another dance.' I laugh trying to sound light-
hearted. Caulos rolls his eyes before leading Opal back on to the floor.
I take Phoenix in my arms and we begin to sway to the new tune the band has begun to play. It is a slower
tune than before and instead of concentrating on complicated dance move this time, we just waltz in small
slow circles. Phoenix rests her head on my bare shoulder and sighs contentedly and we move together. A
pang of jealousy still smarts my heart and against my better judgment, I ask, ' So, what do you think of
Opal? '
She gazes up at me in that inquisitive child-like way that is so endearing,, ' Alright I guess. He is very
handsome and exceedingly charming. ' she gives my hand a little squeeze as if to reassure me. ' He gave
me his intercom number, said he found me attractive and if I want to take thing further I should call him.' A
knot of panic rises in my stomach. Selfish I know, but I don't want Phoenix to take another lover, I want
her all to myself. She snuggles her cheek against the silk of my dress. ' But I doubt I'll call him.' My heart
did about three summersaults of joy at hearing this but I still try and act casual. ' Really? ' I ask, hiding my
happiness,
' Why? If he's so charming and handsome? '
She smiles up at me her eyes glowing with, if I let my heart believe it, something more than fondness. ' He
wasn't my type.' She says gently, ' He was trying so hard to seduce me, uses all the old lines. I just find
that a tune off.'
I know I shouldn't be pushing her like this, not if I want to keep my feelings for her a secret, but as always
my gut instinct gets the better of me and I ask. ' If I remember when we first met, I made it pretty damn
obvious that I wanted you and you didn't turn me down. '
She gazes into my eyes and give me a smile so sweet I can feel that warmth from it all the way down to my
toes . ' I know, ' she laughs. ' But I had a hunch about you. I had a feeling that under that cocky, camp,
royal exterior there was a shy, sweet, fragile romantic guy and I wanted to get to know him. ' Gently, she
places her hand on the back of my neck and guilds my head down to meet her smiling mouth in a soft,
affect kiss. She brake away and I gaze down at her in awe of the skill she possesses of reading me so well.
' I'm glad I did.' She finishes, once again resting close against my body. ' Because now he's my best
friend.'
I sigh aware of the fact she doesn't realize how ironic this comment is.
She giggles quietly to herself. ' You know, the way you asked me about Opal, it almost sounded like you
were jealous of him. '
I give her a squeeze and smile to myself, ' No,' I whisper, ' not now. '
The musicians finish another complex Transylvanian folk dance with a flourish of notes and I twirl Phoenix
in one final pirouette. She laughs and along with the other students, we applauded the band. The evening
has been long and carefree and although it is well-gone midnight the party is far from over. I have been
having the most splendid time and from the broad grin she has been wearing all evening so has Phoenix.
We have been dancing all night long, Phoenix is the most accomplished dancer and knows all the old
dances, such as the Time-Warp and Ring-Around-The-Virgin . At times it has been quite difficult for me to
keep up with her, but it has been such a joy to watch her weaving gracefully in and out the other dancers.
There has been a few sly comments regarding her ' infamous' father but Phoenix, being the strong spirit
that she is, hasn't let them spoil the evening. All in all we are having the most enjoyable time.
Phoenix fans herself with her hand as we leave the dance-floor, ' I don't think I have danced so much in
my life,' she giggles clinging hold of my arm. I gaze down at her lovingly, ' But you do it so well,' I
murmur, never letting the opportunity pass to pay her a compliment. She leans close and whispers
something in my ear.
' I think most of the men and women here are jealous of me having the Prince Absolute all to myself!!' she
murmurs stroking my arm. I laughs throatily, ' If they are jealous of anyone, it's me.' I tell her. ' You are
stunning tonight. I can see them all saying to one another, " Who is that ravishing beauty the Prince is
with?"'
Phoenix smiles coyly and blushes.
' It's getting hot in here. ' she states, ' Would you mind if we step out onto the balcony to cool off? '
Gallantly I take her arm and entwines it with my own. ' Anything your heart desires, my lady.' I say nobly
bowing my head. Together we make our way through the crowds of young people to the patio doors that
lead out on to one of the small verandas that surround the Great Hall. As we step outside the cool night air
scented with the fragrance of night flowering starroses.
It was a beautiful night. Maybe it's because I'm so in love that I am blind to any imperfections or maybe
Rai has blessed this time in order to bring Phoenix and I closer together, but I can't remember Transsexual
ever looking so magical. There isn't a cloud in the sky and above us a million stars twinkle like diamonds
strewn upon blue velvet. The two moons that circle our planet are both fully in view and stare down at us
like two silver eyes baying me to confess my love to her. They cast their light across the silhouettes of the
pointed roofs of Delta City making them shimmer blue and mauve. In the distance, beyond the buildings
and houses, the fields of the Transylvanian countryside stretch out like an olive and yellow patchwork and
beyond that the indigo sea ripples on the horizon, tinged with silvery billows.
Phoenix perches on the small, marble wall that surrounds the veranda and gazes into the distance, a dreamy
look in her eyes. Entranced by her loveliness, I sit beside her wrapping my arms around her waist, bring her
body close to mine. I savour this moment, the beauty of the country of my birth, the way it feels to hold the
woman I adore in my arms, and am suddenly aware the if the River of Nights Dreaming make another
attack it could be all taken aware from me. I haven't had the heart to tell Phoenix about the plan to send me
to Earth. Hadn't wanted to admit to myself that it was a possibility . I can't leave, not now, not when I
found someone who means so much to me. As she is reading my thoughts, Phoenix murmur, ' Any news
on the rebels forces? I wanted to ask earlier but we wasn't alone.'
I shake my head and nuzzle my lips to the soft, pale skin of her neck ' I don't want is to talk about it. Not
tonight. It would ruin the evening.' Phoenix seems satisfied with this and we sit together in silence once
more . I close my eyes and concentrate on kissing her collarbone. Her scent mingles with that of the
starroses and makes me feel quite a heady.
After a few minutes Phoenix suddenly begins to giggle. Stopping my homage to her throat for a moment I
stare at her puzzled, ' What's so funny? ' I ask.
She smiles and waves her hand. ' A memory.' She laughs. ' It's silly, you wouldn't want to know.'
I squeeze her tighter in my embrace. ' Course I do. ' I murmur. ' Tell me, please. '
She pauses for a moment and gazes up at the stars. ' When I was a little girl,' she begins happily. ' My
mother used to make up fairy stories for me about what I would be when I grew up. My favourite one was
that one day a handsome prince would come riding out of nowhere and whisk me away on the back of a
white horse. My mother said that he would be brave and strong and fearless and fight all kinds of monsters
for my love. I used to picture us living in a castle and me having beautiful gowns and dancing with him
every night.' She smiles at me sweetly. ' And now here I am sitting outside a stately ball, gazing over
Transsexual with my very own prince.' She laughs and strokes my hair, ' Except you are nothing like the
prince my mother described'
I am slightly hurt by this and frown at her, ' I do my best!' I say defensively ' I know I'm not the picture
of royalty, everyone tells me that often enough !'
This causes Phoenix to bust into giggles. ' Oh Frankie, you are a funny little queen at times!' she say,
giving me a peck on the tip of my nose. ' I didn't mean it like that I meant the prince in my mother's stories
was always butch and manly. Always fighting dragons and sweeping me off my feet. But you, ' she takes
my face in her hands. ' you're gentle and kind, feminine and artistic. You're not afraid of being vulnerable
and you show such raw emotion. My fairy story prince would never sit and listen to my poems or let me
give him a facial. He didn't make me laugh or help me revise for tests or buy me thoughtful presents . He
was just make believe, you're all real.' Her voice trails off at the end and she gazes into my eyes in a way
she has never done before. Deep in those emerald pools I notice a glimmer of something, an emotion I dare
not hope existed in her heart. It is a reflection of the way she looked at me that day we were shopping for
our gowns, but it has grown or maybe now my heart realizes what it is. Could it be? Could this tiny spark
of fondness glistering in the moonlight be the same glowing ember of love I feel for her? Almost
reluctantly, she brakes eye contact and rests her head snugly against my chest. Can she guess what I
feeling? That I'm longing for her to be as loss in love as I am.
After a few seconds she speaks again but her voice is so soft and timed I can barely hear it and yet the
words that she utters shake me to the core. ' Frankie,' she murmurs, gazes across the rooftops to the ocean.
' Do you even wonder what your soul-mate is like? '
My heart lurches with excitement. This is the moment I have longed for. My spirit cries out silently to tell
her that it's her who I picture as my destined love but my mouth is bone dry. It is all I can do to stammer,
'Sometimes. '
She sighs and her warm breath tickles the skin of my shoulder. ' So do I sometimes. More and more
recently, I guess it's because I'm getting older.'
I hold my breath not wanting to risk the thought that she might picture me as her husband. Cautiously, I
place my arm around her shoulders. ' Tell me about him. How you picture him, I mean.' I venture not
wanting to make a fool of myself.
She turns to me, the sweetest of smiles playing on her lips. ' Only if you tell me yours. ' she laughs her
nose wrinkling up in the way that always makes my heart flutter .
' Okay' I say timidly. ' But you go first.' She sits up and turns to face me. Playfully, she takes my hands
and begins. ' Let's see now.' She says thoughtfully, ' My soul-mate would have to be sensitive and
romantic. Very intelligent but at the same time incredibly passionate and sensual. He would have to
stimulate my mind as well as my body. He would have this unbelievable artistic spirit, this thirst for life to
enjoy every moment we were together. Just being by his side would make me feel special.' She looks up to
the stars as if to ask Rai to send him to her, unaware She already has. ' And yet,' she says slowly ' he
would have such a fragility about him, almost a femininity that would just make me want to protect him.'
She gazes at me. ' Does that sound crazy to you? ' she asks, her cheeks slightly blushing. I take her hand
and press it close to my chest. I pray she was describing me, it did at times reflect my character but I can't
bring myself to hope such a thing. ' Oh no, ' I murmur softly ' whoever you were describing sounds like a
very lucky man. ' I caress her hand gently. ' Shall I tell you mine? '
Phoenix gazes at me and her innocence washes me in such as wave of love I feel as if I could faint. ' Yes? '
she asks. I open my mouth to utters the words' it's you' but I am struck dumb, my throat is like sandpaper,
my tongue unable to form the words. I close my eyes and decided, instead to described how I feel about. ' I
guess,' I start, ' she would be very beautiful and sexy. She would have to have a will of her own, know
very much what she wants and just go for it! She would have adorable little quirks that would just make me
laugh so much. She definitely wouldn't take any nonsense. I guess when I was with her, whatever I was
feel, she could understand and say things to make me feel better. When I met, I mean, if I met her I would
just know instinctively what a remarkable person she was and feel safe and loved in her arms.' Now it's my
turn to blush, I shyly turn away
' But I never really pictured myself getting married !' I laugh nervously, trying to cover my true feelings,
(damn my fear for getting in the way!). Phoenix lets go of my hand and almost disappointedly turns away. '
Oh,' she says, her voice tinged with a hint of sadness.
I feel my spirits fall, I am so stupid ! Why did I say I would not marry? The complete opposite is true. I
would wed Phoenix in a second if I had the courage within me to ask for her hand. Rai be with me, fill my
heart with the strength to declare my love. Not tonight, I have missed the moment. But at less I can give her
hope. I nudge closer to her, resting my chin on her shoulder. ' What I mean to say was that I don't plan on
marrying unless the time was right, for my soul mate and me. We would both have to be completely ready.
Devoting yourself to someone for the next 300 years of your life isn't a choice you make lightly.'
She turns to me and I glimpse a glimmer of hope in those mesmerizing green eyes. ' I guess,' she says
gently,
' if she really was your soul mate and loved you with all her heart, she would be willing to wait.' Once
again she leans her body against mine and I bask in the warmth she emulates. I lean forward and kiss her
tenderly on her lips. What a wonderful woman she is. I cannot believe this earth-bound goddess is showing
me such patience. She is willing to give a love so fragile a chance to enter her heart. I have opened up to
her the smallest bit and she has shown she is willing to wait for my fears to vanish. I have no idea how
deeply she feels for me, whether her heart is just begin to flutter or is it consumed with devotion as mine is
from her. Taking her hand I lead her back in side the ballroom. The night is not yet over and, for now at
least I have been given a second chance. I can only hope Phoenix will wait for me.
Nervously, I brush out the wrinkles from the midnight blue skirt of my silk ball gown as I hurry through the
University grounds to meet Phoenix at the girls' Hall of Residence. To the left of me, dressed in his best
gold braided uniform his long thinning hair pulled back in a ponytail, strolls Riff-Raff; to my right, staff in
hand glancing suspiciously at the excited groups of young men and women for possible assassins, is Viker.
It is the night of the Newcomers' Ball and the whole of Delta University is a buzz with anticipation. The
Ball is held once a year as an official greeting to all of the students who begun their studies at the beginning
of that term. It is the sort of grand, stately affair I adore. Everyone, even guardians, dresses in there finest
attire and there is feasting and traditional Transylvanian dancing until dawn. Unofficially, like all such
events, it is an excuse for the young men and women of court to so how glamorous and successful they are
and no doubt I will be flooded with invitations to dance by young social climbers who hope being seen with
the Prince Absolute will boost their standing. But personally the only lady I am concerned with is Phoenix.
We arrive outside the Halls of Residence and I stop for a last minute check on my outfit. Pulling out my
gold powder compact, I flip it open and inspection my make-up. ' Do you think I have overdone my eye
shadow? I'm not used to wearing silver.' I ask Riff, securing my tiara to my freshly curled hair. Riff fusses
behind me straightening the large bow that rests in the small of my back. He peers at my reflection in the
hand mirror.
' Never bothered you before.' he sniffs with just a hint of sarcasm . ' You've been getting ready for this do
for the past two days, surely ever you aren't getting that vain?' I snap the compact shut and glare at him
over my shoulder. ' I just want to look my best for the party.' I retort, opening the door and making my
way upstairs. I breathe a secret sigh of relief, I nearly said I wanted to look my best for Phoenix.
The past two weeks since I told her of the River of Nights Dreaming, have been a roller coaster of
emotions. Of course I've been preoccupied with thoughts of assassins and being constantly on my guard
but there has been a greater change in my personally life with I dare not tell anyone of. The fact is Caulos
was right, I am falling for Phoenix, and hard. Just looking at her makes my heart soar and often in class I
find myself unable to concentrate, just watching her. She been so understanding about my plot against me
and often we spend hours just talking. However there always is a point in our conversation were I must
hold back. I long to tell her how I really feel but ever time the moment seems right I loose my nerve. I fear
she will reject me. Because of this I have decided to use a subtler approach. It is my plan to woo her, court
her in the way my ancestors would have done centuries ago. Over the weeks I have used ever opportunity
to charm her, sending her gifts and flowers on every occasion. I've cooks her meals and made her
breakfast in bed. I have yet to show her the poetry I continue to write about her though, I am still too shy.
That's why tonight is so important to me. It is a chance for me to show her myself as the perfect gentleman.
I attend to dote on her as if she was my wife.
We reach the door to Phoenix's chambers and saying a silent prayer that everything will go well, I knock.
There is a shuffling sound and the door is opened by a short, wiry man of around a hundred. He has bony,
pale features and a wispy ginger moustache. He is Flick, Phoenix's guardian.
' Your Majesty,' he says, bowing deeply. ' It is in deed a honour to meet you !May I say how lovely you
look. My mistress was right when she said you were handsome.'
I nod my head politely and Flick bay us enter. ' Do make yourselves at home, Lady Phoenix will be a few
moments. ' he says. He regards us all will interest, in particular Riff. ' Riff-Raff, ' he queries, peering at
him out of the corner of his eyes. ' Riff-Raff Alucard, my Goddess, it's you !Don't you recognize me? It's
Flick Yontle, we were at butlering college together!'
He extends a skeletal hand. Riff looks embarrassed, I take it Flick have fonder memories of their school
days then Riff. ' It must be 70 years !' gushes Flick, pumping Riff's hand furiously, ' How is your father
and the delightful Magenta, you know, she and I had quite a thing back then!'
Riff, who hates being the centre of attention colours slightly. ' My father Magnus, died in the spring of last
year. He had been ill for some time.' He says, a touch of sadness in his voice. ' But Magenta is as beautiful
as ever, we both work at the palace now. '
Flick claps his hands excitedly, ' Oh splendid !' he says ' I myself have been in the service of Lady
Cassandra for, well it must be 25 years now. I've bought up Phoenix from a baby. She is such a dear, sweet
girl. No wonder the young Prince here is so taken with her!' Flick clasps his hand and rests his two index
fingers on his lips, ' Oh but, listen to me chattering on!You want to see Phoenix, I'll fetch her.' He turns
and bustles out the room calling. ' M'lady! Do hurry the Prince is waiting!'
I turn to Riff and smile. ' Looks like you've got your date for the evening. '
He glairs at me. ' Don't think you're escaping me that easily, I'm watching you like a hawk. '
The door reopens and Flick returns smiling broadly. ' May I present Lady Phoenix Scarab,. ' He
announces. Through the door enters Phoenix. She looks magnificent , I can quite honestly say in all my life
I haven't seen another person who possesses a half of the beauty she displays tonight. She is wearing the
green velvet gown I bought for her but the colours seem more vibrant and dazzling just from her wearing
them. Her auburn mane has been curled and delicately piled high on her head, pinned in place with
sparkling jewelled clips. Her face glows with happiness and excitement and her eyes, adorned with golden
make up sparkling. My heart flutters just from seeing how delighted and lovely she looks.
' Well? ' she asks twirling around so I can see the full affect of her outfit. ' Do I look good enough to escort
the Prince Absolute to the ball? ' I get to my feet and approach her. ' Phoenix, you are a vision !' I state,
and I really do mean it. Tonight is going to be perfect.
I take her hand and plant a small kiss on its milky surface, just as I did the day me met. Phoenix laughs, to
me it is the sweetest sound. My heart is filled with love and seeing her so happy and carefree almost gives
me the courage to confess all.
' Your outfit's divine, ' I murmur gazing down at her. ' But there's something missing.' Smiling I glance
around the room and spot the vase of light lavender quisters that rests on the table. Taking one of the
blooms I fasten it careful to the strap of her dress. ' There, ' I say adjusting the delicate pointed petals '
From mortal beauty to demi-goddess. No other woman will get a look in. ' Phoenix grins and cups my
cheek. ' Why are acting all royal and chivalrous, Frankie? ' she giggles
I smile knowingly. ' It is a tradition from Furters to treat their attendant to social functions this way. ' I lie.
I can't tell her I'm doing it to show her what it would be like if we were married. I am not yet ready and I
definitely don't want to tell her in front of the servants.
We begin to make our way to the door when Phoenix stops. ' Silly me!' she laughs and darts back into the
bedroom. ' I forgot I bought you a present!' She returns carrying a small velvet box. She hands it to me.
' Phoenix!' I say. ' You can't afford to by me gifts!' She laughs and places my hand on top of the box.
' Please Frankie. You are always treating me now it's my turn!' She looks down slightly embarrassed. ' I
just want to say thanks for everything you've done over the months. I'm sure if you hadn't been around
college would have been a damn site more difficult for me. It's to say thanks for being my friend. ' I gaze
at her. I wonder if she knows just what she means to me. How much I care and respect her. Does she know
that although I value own friendship it is quickly becoming not enough. I grip the casket and fantasise for a
second that there's a marriage pendant inside.
' You honestly don't have to do this. ' I say gently, almost allowing my feelings to show. ' I have got as
much out of this as you have. '
Phoenix shakes her head dismissively. ' Stop being silly and open it. I want to see if you like it.'
Slowly I turn the gold catch and lift the lid. Inside, resting on a bed of black velvet, are a string of the
biggest, most beautiful dress pearls I have ever seen. I carefully run my fingertips across their glossy
surface and admire the natural twists of pinks and greens that dance inside each one. Carefully, Phoenix
lifts them out of the box and places them around my neck. ' They're not real.' She confesses fastening the
catch at the back of my neck. ' I saw a street vendor selling them at the weekend and automatically thought
of you. Have you ever done that? Saw something and knew it was just perfect. '
I gaze into that lovely face of hers, so beautiful and innocent. I take in every detail from her hypnotic
emerald eyes to the way her nose turns up slightly at the tip, from those soft cheeks with just a hint of rosy
blush to her lush scarlet mouth, and sigh. ' Yes I have. ' I whisper. ' Phoenix I have something to tell you.'
Riff get to his feet and taps his foot impatiently. ' We are going to be late. ' he says tapping my shoulder. I
glare at him, I could kill him for destroying the moment. I was about to tell her how I really feel, this could
have been the most important moment of my life and Riff ruined it.
Viker approachable me and with a glance that says ' Be on your guard' the five of us head off to the ball.
' Oh Frankie, doesn't the Grand Hall look wonderful?' With a look of marvel in her eyes, Phoenix hurries
ahead of me down the marble steps into the Grand Hall of Delta University. I gaze around the huge glass
doom with its hundred of candles and ornate floral arrangements. I have to admit it's impressive, the
marble dance floor has been polished until it shines like a mirror and around the edge large stone statues of
the college's founding fathers keep watch over the hundreds of eager students who fill the floor, chattering
and dancing. Through the evening air drifts the sound of music and above us we can see the clear night sky
with the two moons and thousands of twinkling stars. I have been to many such occasions but for Phoenix
it is a first. Her eyes flit about taking in ever detail and her face glows excitedly.
I leave Viker watching out for suspicious characters and Flick dragging Riff over to a small group of
guardians, and come to Phoenix's side. Resting my arm lightly on hers I turn to her and grin, ' Well, what
do you think? '
I ask.
She turns to me, smiling broadly. ' I honestly don't know, Frankie . It's just as I dreamed it would be but at
the same time nothing like I expected. It's so different to anything I've known before. ' Her fingers
interlace with mine and she gazes at me shyly. ' I am grateful you asked me. I never told you but I am. You
could've gone with anyone you wanted, you know? '
I gently wrap my arm round her waist and pull her closer. ' I know,' I whisper softly, kissing a stray locket
of her hair. ' But I wanted to go with you. I adore the way you look at things, everything is so new and
fresh in your eyes. I knew this evening would be so special to you.' I long to tell her the whole truth, that
every moment we spend together is a blessing, that she has come to be the centre of my life. But not here in
front of everyone, the time will come soon enough. For now this is her moment I want her to enjoy it.
Pulling away from my embrace Phoenix giggles and grabs hold of my hands dragging me onto the dance
floor.
' Come on Frankie, I want to dance.' She laughs and throws her arms around my neck. ' Show me how the
Prince Absolute wows the court with his rhythm and grace. '
I smile at her. ' I'm not as good as they say. ' I tell her 'But I will try. Put your left hand on my right
shoulder and hold my left hand with your right.' With a look of thorough concentration on her face Phoenix
does as I instructed. Gently I place my right hand on the small of her back. She giggles as my fingertips
tickle her spine through the material of her gown.
' Naughty Frankie!' she laughs, ' Even I know you're not suppose to do that!' I chuckle as she adjusts the
position of my hand so it rests higher up her back.
Slowly, at first, we begin to sway in time to the music that drift around us. I try and remember the dance
lessons my mother used to give me when I was very young, forward together, side together, back together,
turn, it has been so long since I've danced with a woman I am not used to leading, forward together, side
together, back together, turn, I gaze down at the beauty in my arms, what a partner she is !Her delicate
eyebrows are slightly knitted as she focuses on her moves, forward together, side together, back together,
turn, how graceful she is, not in a rhythmic musical way but just in how she responds to every movement
of my body. forward together, side together, back together, turn, How odd we must look to the other
guests, trying desperately to keep in time with the music, but does it matter? We have our own music, it is
the beating of our hearts perfectly in harmony, the melody that runs through my head and heart over and
over again I love you Phoenix, I love you Phoenix, can she hear it too? Our movement is bolder now, I feel
more confident. Faster we dances, easily keeping up with the other couples, I spin her around in my arms,
twirling, pirouetting gracefully. Phoenix throws her head back and laughs ' I'm dizzy.' So am I but dizzy
with love. Tonight's the night, I must tell her, I am drowning in a whirlpool of pure emotion. I can't hide it
much longer.
' Wow, steady you two. You nearly crashed into us!' Our dancing is brought to an abrupt halt as we all but
collide with another couple. I spin to see who it is.
Caulos stands, his long ginger hair slightly dishevelled by the near collision, hand on hip. At his side,
dressed in a midnight black tuxedo, is a tall stranger, with strong jaw and piercing cobalt blue eyes. His hair
is as black as a raven feather and I can tell just by looking at him beneath the smart clothes he has a
magnificent physique. I allow myself to admire this handsome man for a moment but then turns back to
Phoenix and offers a reassuring smile.
' Frankie, darling !' gushes Caulos kissing my cheek. 'So good to see you! isn't it the most divine evening?
The night is cool, the music sweet, and the atmosphere intoxicating.' His brown eyes glisten knowingly as
he glances at Phoenix. ' One could almost call it romantic. Why hello Phoenix, Frank told me he had ask
you to come. Don't you look lovely, such a striking couple I must say!' I sigh, Caulos is in one of his
mysterious moods, he knows he was right about me falling for Phoenix and is going to gloat. I will talk to
him later and hope that he will let the matter drop without too much teasing.
Caulos placing his hand on the arm of his date. ' But how rude of me, I haven't introduced you. This
gorgeous specimen of manhood is Opal Greck. We met in chemistry, he started college this year. Opal this
is Prince Francis and his escort Phoenix.'
Both Phoenix and I offer our hands to be kissed but to my surprised it is Phoenix's delicate fingers that
Opal takes. ' A honour to meet you, Lady Phoenix.' He says pecking her pale skin. ' I must confess I
haven't seen you at college, I'm sure a beauty such as your would have stuck in my mind. Where has His
Majesty been hiding you? ' Phoenix giggles girlishly. Deep in the pit of my stomach I feel a knot of envy
tighten. Six months ago, it would have been Phoenix I was jealous of but now seeing a man, no matter how
I fancy him for myself, attempting to woo my beloved set me burning with protectiveness. Opal turns
towards me. ' Your Majesty might I be so bold as to whisk this bewitching creature away from you for one
dance? '
My eyes flash with anger for a moment before I remember officially I have not emotional hold over
Phoenix. Despite the intense feelings I hold for her in my heart to the outside world we are just lovers and
she may be pursued by as many suitors as she wishes. ' As long as you treat her as the Lady she is. ' I
stammer, trying to hide my fury.
' I wouldn't dream of doing otherwise.' Opal states bowing and, taking Phoenix hand leads her on to the
dance floor. My eyes burn into them as they glide around to the music. ' Come on deary,' says Caulos
escorts me to a chair at the side of the room, ' you look like you need a glass of champagne.'
He summons a waiter at takes two flutes of sparkling wine from him. Passing one to me he says wryly, '
Maybe this will cool the green eyed monster !' I throw him a vicious glare that, to be honest, I had been
saving for Opal. ' He not that stunning you know !I've had hundreds of handsomer lovers!' I spit, drinking
my champagne in small anger sips. Caulos chuckles knowingly to himself and I suspect by his demeanour
that isn't the first drink he has had this evening! ' I didn't say I was the one you were jealous of. I was
thinking more of a rival muscling in on the lovely Phoenix!' he plays with a strand of his wispy ginger hair.
' He does have a weakness for red heads, does Opal. '
I finger the stem of my wine glass angrily. ' Why don't you just grow up, Caulos!' I say taking another sip.
He turns to me grinning like the cat that has the cream. ' I will when you will. Stop playing games and
confess, you're besotted with her, aren't you? Right this moment you're seething because another man has
shown an interest in her! You can't hide from me Frankie, I know better than anyone.'
I gaze across the dance floor to where Opal is spinning Phoenix round in agile pirouettes .She is laughing at
something he has said and her hair glistens like gold in the candlelight. I wish it had been me who made
that witty comment, who had made her laugh. I love it when she laughs, her nose wrinkles up in the
sweetest way. I stare into my glass, watching the bubbles pop on the surface. ' You're right,' I murmur
quietly. ' I am in love with her, have been for a long time if I'm completely honest. I've never felt like this
before Caulos, she makes me so happy,' I sigh, ' And yet I'm scared. I never felt so intensely about
someone before. All I know for sure is that I never want us to be apart.'
Caulos places a sympathetic hand on my shoulder. ' Sounds like you've found your soul-mate.' He smiles
gently. ' I've seen it before. My brother was exactly the same when he meant his wife.'
I stare at him amazed. It had never enter my consciousness that Phoenix might be my soul-mate; the
woman created for me by Rai whom I am destined to be with for all time, but now I think about it I know
my feelings for her are so right. ' I am very young.' I tell Caulos, ' I've always planned that I would find
my soul-mate after I had lived a little, maybe when I was 100 or so.'
Caulos watches Opal and Phoenix, ' Frank, you can't choose when or where you meet your soul-mate. It's
predetermined, fate. If you're meant to be with someone there is nothing you can do to fight it. '
I sigh deeply. What if Caulos is right? That Phoenix and I are meant to be together. There is no doubt in my
heart about the way I feel, I want to spend my every waking minute in her company, I adore her. But how
can I make sure she feels the same. I intensely want to tell her how I feel, that I love her, worship her with
every beat of my heart, want to dedicate my life to making her happy. If she returns my love I know I will
feel the luckiest person alive but if I am wrong, if she doesn't feel the same way about me, my heart will
shatter into uncountable pieces never able to love another. I'd rather the rebels kill me than to go on living
with that rejection. This is why I have kept my love a secret. As if he has read my mind, Caulos speaks,
' You have to tell her,' he says gently, ' As a prince and a man it's the only option. If you hide the way you
feel you are denying both of you the most divine gift Rai has bestowed on our race. Not everyone will be
bothered by her past, there will be others willing to woo her and she won't wait forever, not if she sees you
as just a lover and a friend. You might lose her.' He sips his champagne.
He's right of course I must overcome my fears if I'm to make her mine. ' I know,' I whisper. ' I just need
the right moment. I need a sign that she feels the same.' I laugh quietly ' I guess I'm just a bit shy!'
Caulos sighs and places a tender hand on my shoulder. ' All I'm saying is don't wait too long.' He says
sympathetically.
' Wait too long for what? ' Phoenix's voice takes me by surprise. I spin to see her and Opal standing at my
side. I try to hide it but it is obvious I am blushing. Caulos throws me a knowing glance. I get to my feet
and take Phoenix's hands. ' Wait too long to tell you I want another dance.' I laugh trying to sound light-
hearted. Caulos rolls his eyes before leading Opal back on to the floor.
I take Phoenix in my arms and we begin to sway to the new tune the band has begun to play. It is a slower
tune than before and instead of concentrating on complicated dance move this time, we just waltz in small
slow circles. Phoenix rests her head on my bare shoulder and sighs contentedly and we move together. A
pang of jealousy still smarts my heart and against my better judgment, I ask, ' So, what do you think of
Opal? '
She gazes up at me in that inquisitive child-like way that is so endearing,, ' Alright I guess. He is very
handsome and exceedingly charming. ' she gives my hand a little squeeze as if to reassure me. ' He gave
me his intercom number, said he found me attractive and if I want to take thing further I should call him.' A
knot of panic rises in my stomach. Selfish I know, but I don't want Phoenix to take another lover, I want
her all to myself. She snuggles her cheek against the silk of my dress. ' But I doubt I'll call him.' My heart
did about three summersaults of joy at hearing this but I still try and act casual. ' Really? ' I ask, hiding my
happiness,
' Why? If he's so charming and handsome? '
She smiles up at me her eyes glowing with, if I let my heart believe it, something more than fondness. ' He
wasn't my type.' She says gently, ' He was trying so hard to seduce me, uses all the old lines. I just find
that a tune off.'
I know I shouldn't be pushing her like this, not if I want to keep my feelings for her a secret, but as always
my gut instinct gets the better of me and I ask. ' If I remember when we first met, I made it pretty damn
obvious that I wanted you and you didn't turn me down. '
She gazes into my eyes and give me a smile so sweet I can feel that warmth from it all the way down to my
toes . ' I know, ' she laughs. ' But I had a hunch about you. I had a feeling that under that cocky, camp,
royal exterior there was a shy, sweet, fragile romantic guy and I wanted to get to know him. ' Gently, she
places her hand on the back of my neck and guilds my head down to meet her smiling mouth in a soft,
affect kiss. She brake away and I gaze down at her in awe of the skill she possesses of reading me so well.
' I'm glad I did.' She finishes, once again resting close against my body. ' Because now he's my best
friend.'
I sigh aware of the fact she doesn't realize how ironic this comment is.
She giggles quietly to herself. ' You know, the way you asked me about Opal, it almost sounded like you
were jealous of him. '
I give her a squeeze and smile to myself, ' No,' I whisper, ' not now. '
The musicians finish another complex Transylvanian folk dance with a flourish of notes and I twirl Phoenix
in one final pirouette. She laughs and along with the other students, we applauded the band. The evening
has been long and carefree and although it is well-gone midnight the party is far from over. I have been
having the most splendid time and from the broad grin she has been wearing all evening so has Phoenix.
We have been dancing all night long, Phoenix is the most accomplished dancer and knows all the old
dances, such as the Time-Warp and Ring-Around-The-Virgin . At times it has been quite difficult for me to
keep up with her, but it has been such a joy to watch her weaving gracefully in and out the other dancers.
There has been a few sly comments regarding her ' infamous' father but Phoenix, being the strong spirit
that she is, hasn't let them spoil the evening. All in all we are having the most enjoyable time.
Phoenix fans herself with her hand as we leave the dance-floor, ' I don't think I have danced so much in
my life,' she giggles clinging hold of my arm. I gaze down at her lovingly, ' But you do it so well,' I
murmur, never letting the opportunity pass to pay her a compliment. She leans close and whispers
something in my ear.
' I think most of the men and women here are jealous of me having the Prince Absolute all to myself!!' she
murmurs stroking my arm. I laughs throatily, ' If they are jealous of anyone, it's me.' I tell her. ' You are
stunning tonight. I can see them all saying to one another, " Who is that ravishing beauty the Prince is
with?"'
Phoenix smiles coyly and blushes.
' It's getting hot in here. ' she states, ' Would you mind if we step out onto the balcony to cool off? '
Gallantly I take her arm and entwines it with my own. ' Anything your heart desires, my lady.' I say nobly
bowing my head. Together we make our way through the crowds of young people to the patio doors that
lead out on to one of the small verandas that surround the Great Hall. As we step outside the cool night air
scented with the fragrance of night flowering starroses.
It was a beautiful night. Maybe it's because I'm so in love that I am blind to any imperfections or maybe
Rai has blessed this time in order to bring Phoenix and I closer together, but I can't remember Transsexual
ever looking so magical. There isn't a cloud in the sky and above us a million stars twinkle like diamonds
strewn upon blue velvet. The two moons that circle our planet are both fully in view and stare down at us
like two silver eyes baying me to confess my love to her. They cast their light across the silhouettes of the
pointed roofs of Delta City making them shimmer blue and mauve. In the distance, beyond the buildings
and houses, the fields of the Transylvanian countryside stretch out like an olive and yellow patchwork and
beyond that the indigo sea ripples on the horizon, tinged with silvery billows.
Phoenix perches on the small, marble wall that surrounds the veranda and gazes into the distance, a dreamy
look in her eyes. Entranced by her loveliness, I sit beside her wrapping my arms around her waist, bring her
body close to mine. I savour this moment, the beauty of the country of my birth, the way it feels to hold the
woman I adore in my arms, and am suddenly aware the if the River of Nights Dreaming make another
attack it could be all taken aware from me. I haven't had the heart to tell Phoenix about the plan to send me
to Earth. Hadn't wanted to admit to myself that it was a possibility . I can't leave, not now, not when I
found someone who means so much to me. As she is reading my thoughts, Phoenix murmur, ' Any news
on the rebels forces? I wanted to ask earlier but we wasn't alone.'
I shake my head and nuzzle my lips to the soft, pale skin of her neck ' I don't want is to talk about it. Not
tonight. It would ruin the evening.' Phoenix seems satisfied with this and we sit together in silence once
more . I close my eyes and concentrate on kissing her collarbone. Her scent mingles with that of the
starroses and makes me feel quite a heady.
After a few minutes Phoenix suddenly begins to giggle. Stopping my homage to her throat for a moment I
stare at her puzzled, ' What's so funny? ' I ask.
She smiles and waves her hand. ' A memory.' She laughs. ' It's silly, you wouldn't want to know.'
I squeeze her tighter in my embrace. ' Course I do. ' I murmur. ' Tell me, please. '
She pauses for a moment and gazes up at the stars. ' When I was a little girl,' she begins happily. ' My
mother used to make up fairy stories for me about what I would be when I grew up. My favourite one was
that one day a handsome prince would come riding out of nowhere and whisk me away on the back of a
white horse. My mother said that he would be brave and strong and fearless and fight all kinds of monsters
for my love. I used to picture us living in a castle and me having beautiful gowns and dancing with him
every night.' She smiles at me sweetly. ' And now here I am sitting outside a stately ball, gazing over
Transsexual with my very own prince.' She laughs and strokes my hair, ' Except you are nothing like the
prince my mother described'
I am slightly hurt by this and frown at her, ' I do my best!' I say defensively ' I know I'm not the picture
of royalty, everyone tells me that often enough !'
This causes Phoenix to bust into giggles. ' Oh Frankie, you are a funny little queen at times!' she say,
giving me a peck on the tip of my nose. ' I didn't mean it like that I meant the prince in my mother's stories
was always butch and manly. Always fighting dragons and sweeping me off my feet. But you, ' she takes
my face in her hands. ' you're gentle and kind, feminine and artistic. You're not afraid of being vulnerable
and you show such raw emotion. My fairy story prince would never sit and listen to my poems or let me
give him a facial. He didn't make me laugh or help me revise for tests or buy me thoughtful presents . He
was just make believe, you're all real.' Her voice trails off at the end and she gazes into my eyes in a way
she has never done before. Deep in those emerald pools I notice a glimmer of something, an emotion I dare
not hope existed in her heart. It is a reflection of the way she looked at me that day we were shopping for
our gowns, but it has grown or maybe now my heart realizes what it is. Could it be? Could this tiny spark
of fondness glistering in the moonlight be the same glowing ember of love I feel for her? Almost
reluctantly, she brakes eye contact and rests her head snugly against my chest. Can she guess what I
feeling? That I'm longing for her to be as loss in love as I am.
After a few seconds she speaks again but her voice is so soft and timed I can barely hear it and yet the
words that she utters shake me to the core. ' Frankie,' she murmurs, gazes across the rooftops to the ocean.
' Do you even wonder what your soul-mate is like? '
My heart lurches with excitement. This is the moment I have longed for. My spirit cries out silently to tell
her that it's her who I picture as my destined love but my mouth is bone dry. It is all I can do to stammer,
'Sometimes. '
She sighs and her warm breath tickles the skin of my shoulder. ' So do I sometimes. More and more
recently, I guess it's because I'm getting older.'
I hold my breath not wanting to risk the thought that she might picture me as her husband. Cautiously, I
place my arm around her shoulders. ' Tell me about him. How you picture him, I mean.' I venture not
wanting to make a fool of myself.
She turns to me, the sweetest of smiles playing on her lips. ' Only if you tell me yours. ' she laughs her
nose wrinkling up in the way that always makes my heart flutter .
' Okay' I say timidly. ' But you go first.' She sits up and turns to face me. Playfully, she takes my hands
and begins. ' Let's see now.' She says thoughtfully, ' My soul-mate would have to be sensitive and
romantic. Very intelligent but at the same time incredibly passionate and sensual. He would have to
stimulate my mind as well as my body. He would have this unbelievable artistic spirit, this thirst for life to
enjoy every moment we were together. Just being by his side would make me feel special.' She looks up to
the stars as if to ask Rai to send him to her, unaware She already has. ' And yet,' she says slowly ' he
would have such a fragility about him, almost a femininity that would just make me want to protect him.'
She gazes at me. ' Does that sound crazy to you? ' she asks, her cheeks slightly blushing. I take her hand
and press it close to my chest. I pray she was describing me, it did at times reflect my character but I can't
bring myself to hope such a thing. ' Oh no, ' I murmur softly ' whoever you were describing sounds like a
very lucky man. ' I caress her hand gently. ' Shall I tell you mine? '
Phoenix gazes at me and her innocence washes me in such as wave of love I feel as if I could faint. ' Yes? '
she asks. I open my mouth to utters the words' it's you' but I am struck dumb, my throat is like sandpaper,
my tongue unable to form the words. I close my eyes and decided, instead to described how I feel about. ' I
guess,' I start, ' she would be very beautiful and sexy. She would have to have a will of her own, know
very much what she wants and just go for it! She would have adorable little quirks that would just make me
laugh so much. She definitely wouldn't take any nonsense. I guess when I was with her, whatever I was
feel, she could understand and say things to make me feel better. When I met, I mean, if I met her I would
just know instinctively what a remarkable person she was and feel safe and loved in her arms.' Now it's my
turn to blush, I shyly turn away
' But I never really pictured myself getting married !' I laugh nervously, trying to cover my true feelings,
(damn my fear for getting in the way!). Phoenix lets go of my hand and almost disappointedly turns away. '
Oh,' she says, her voice tinged with a hint of sadness.
I feel my spirits fall, I am so stupid ! Why did I say I would not marry? The complete opposite is true. I
would wed Phoenix in a second if I had the courage within me to ask for her hand. Rai be with me, fill my
heart with the strength to declare my love. Not tonight, I have missed the moment. But at less I can give her
hope. I nudge closer to her, resting my chin on her shoulder. ' What I mean to say was that I don't plan on
marrying unless the time was right, for my soul mate and me. We would both have to be completely ready.
Devoting yourself to someone for the next 300 years of your life isn't a choice you make lightly.'
She turns to me and I glimpse a glimmer of hope in those mesmerizing green eyes. ' I guess,' she says
gently,
' if she really was your soul mate and loved you with all her heart, she would be willing to wait.' Once
again she leans her body against mine and I bask in the warmth she emulates. I lean forward and kiss her
tenderly on her lips. What a wonderful woman she is. I cannot believe this earth-bound goddess is showing
me such patience. She is willing to give a love so fragile a chance to enter her heart. I have opened up to
her the smallest bit and she has shown she is willing to wait for my fears to vanish. I have no idea how
deeply she feels for me, whether her heart is just begin to flutter or is it consumed with devotion as mine is
from her. Taking her hand I lead her back in side the ballroom. The night is not yet over and, for now at
least I have been given a second chance. I can only hope Phoenix will wait for me.