"YOU'RE GOING TO WHAT?!" Selene screamed. She stood up angrily making
her chair slide loudly over the stone floor. Everyone at the table smacked
their ears a couple of times except for her mother who looked at her
calmly.
"I'm going to throw you a Royal Ball."
"But mother-"
"No buts Selene. We're going to have this ball and you're going to enjoy every second of it. If you don't have a Prince by the end of the night, then I fear you're going to be an old maid."
"Daddy?"
"I will remain neutral in this particular matter."
"Haruka? Michiru? Setsuna? Somebody tell them it's ludicrous! Hotaru?"
They all shrugged.
Selene let out an annoyed scream and left the room. On her continued march down the hallway a knight joined her.
"That's some pair of lungs."
She turned to see the playful blue eyes of the knight she'd ran into. She halted.
"Is it your goal in life to see me so irritated that my head comes near to exploding?"
"No, that's just a perk."
She looked at him for a moment, completely silent. Then broke out into a series of laughs. She held her stomach as she chuckled away, and even sunk down on to the floor. She wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and looked up at him. Only causing her to laugh more. For the expression on his face was one of pure terror.
"Are-" she giggled. "Are you sure you're not a jester?"
He smiled, and it proved to be a quite lovely smile.
"I'm positive, milady."
"Well help me up, oh jesterly knight."
He put out his hand and lifted her quite easily as soon as her hand touched his.
She smoothed the wrinkles out of her dress and curtsied.
"I'll call on you when I need a good boost," she said.
"Until the next time, milady," he said bowing.
She continued towards her room, and it wasn't until she was laying in bed that night that she realized she didn't know the jesterly knight's name.
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Days passed by quickly. Between visiting the villages, taking etiquette, swordsmanship, and dancing lessons, she could hardly find time to breathe. But at all times her eyes were scanning the halls for the jesterly knight. She didn't know why, but it seemed more important for her to see him than learning how to dance correctly. All those days passed and sure enough the day came.
It was Saturday. Her stomach took a dive at the thought. The ball was one hour away and her mother would never let her forget it. She checked in every once in awhile, like a jailer checks on their prisoners. Michiru was busy doing Selene's hair. Haruka, forever the tomboy, stood to their left watching. Hotaru was anxiously studying every move Michiru made, and waiting nervously for Setsuna to return with their dresses.
"I'm back," Setsuna said breathlessly as she entered the room. Immediately Hotaru attacked, grabbing her deep violet dress and holding it out in front of her.
"Wow!" she said spinning in circles. "I hope that Prince from Jupiter is coming!"
"A child's soul stuck in a woman's body," Setsuna said shaking her head.
"And that's why I love her so much," Selene pointed out as Hotaru disappeared behind a changing screen.
Setsuna handed Haruka her dress, and laid Michiru and Selene's on the bed.
"I'm supposed to wear this?"
"Yes, Haruka dear," Michiru answered. She stuck a bobby pin into Selene's hair, causing the Princess to wince.
"I think you broke the skin on that one."
Michiru clucked her tongue and continued sculpting the cotton candy hair into a masterpeice.
Hotaru reappeared in her dress and smiled widely.
"Wow, Taru!" Selene said. "You look gorgeous!"
Hotaru spun in a circle, her violet dress billowing out around her. Her dress had spaghetti straps and went past her feet. She had on gloves that nearly reached her shoulders, and a jewelled necklace that shone beautiful on her pale chest. Her silky black hair was magnificently complimented as well as her dark violet eyes.
"I agree," Setsuna said smiling. "Shall I change next?"
"Be my guest," Haruka said, still reluctant to even hold the dress.
"Alright," Setsuna said disappearing behind the screeen.
"Are you almost done, Michiru?" Selene whined.
"Almost; not even close. What's the difference?"
Selene groaned.
Setsuna reappeared in her long black gown smiling. Her long green hair was loose and looked quite lovely drifting around her as she moved. Her dress had two straps and she was wearing a pair of gloves like Hotaru's. She wore a tight black choker around her neck and her scarlet eyes took in everything.
"Geez," Selene said. "With you guys around there's no way a Prince is going to give me even a glance. I like it that way."
Setsuna blushed, very out of character for herself.
"Haruka," Michiru said in a lecturing tone.
"Fine, fine," Haruka grumbled as she disappeared behind the screen.
"Done!" Michiru announced and stepped back. Selene stood up and Hotaru gasped.
"Your hair looks amazing!"
Selene glanced in the mirror and smiled. "That looks great!" Her pink hair was french braided back into a bun that twisted into a long braided coil, with the exception of the tails sticking fashionably out around it.
A few curses came from behind the screen and Haruka fell out from behind it, tripping on her dress. She stood up quickly and tried to regain her balance in the unfamiliar dress.
"You look great," Michiru said reassuringly.
"I hate dresses," Haruka mumbled. Her dark blue dress resembled Hotaru's, except she wasn't wearing any gloves.
Minutes later everyone was dressed. Michiru in her teal gown, almost identical to Haruka's. And Selene... Selene was something else.
Selene's dress was sleeveless and pearly white. It clung nicely to her figure and had small train behind it. It had silver overlays sparkling over it, giving her the look of a floating angel. She spun in a circle and frowned.
"What's wrong?" Hotaru asked. "You look great."
"That's the problem," Selene said pouting. "I don't want anyone to notice me."
"Now you know that's not possible," Haruka said. "Your natural beauty is enough to make any passerby notice you."
"Selenity!" Her mother called. She stepped into the room and gasped. "You look fabulous dear! No Prince could turn that down!"
"I know, mother," Selene grumbled.
"Well let's go then! The ball is begginning!"
Queen Diana ushered the group of teens out of the room. Chatting all the way about how great they looked. She'd always been the party and dinner type of person, the total opposite of Selenity.
They came to the ball room doors and Selene sighed.
"Here we go," she said. Her guardians bit back chuckles.
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Selene's feet were aching. None of the Princes, monarchs, or nobles she'd danced with had actually enjoyed her company, but that was only fair since she'd didn't enjoy them either. She slipped into the shadows before anyone could notice, and headed for the big balcony outside of the ballroom's back doors. She stepped out into the night and breathed in the cool air. She smiled at the small sapphire that was Earth, and all the twinkling stars.
"Come to escape your mother?"
Selene smiled wider. She knew that voice by heart now. She turned to face the jesterly night and was surprised.
"No shining armor tonight?"
"My shift on this balcony is during the ball so I must look more presentable. I do have on chain mail though."
She eyed him. He looked quite nice in formal attire. A waist coat was embalazoned with a golden moon emblem, and it's golden buttons were shining in the Earthlight. She could see his chainmail peeking out from the sleeves.
Violin music drifted out onto the balcony, music recongizable as Michiru's. Selene smiled. This was her favorite song. A slow waltz with a light airy feeling. She closed her eyes and danced with herself, taking perfect steps; her dancing lessons were finally paying off.
A hand slipped around her waist and another took her hand. Warmth from a body tickled her skin. She opened her eyes to see the smiling face of the jesterly knight.
He guided her in smooth steps, beautiful twirls, and one long dip that left both speechless.
This one moment, she realized, will stay with me forever. I can feel it.
The music brushed past her ears, the tune becoming part of herself, and part of him. His blue eyes penetrated her barriers and looked through her soul. She did the same until it felt like they were one person. It was a tingling sensation on the back of her mind, and the light feeling in her heart, that assured her of one thing.
This was no ordinary knight.
Author's Note: This would be a very long chapter, so I split it. Keep in mind this is a very important night in Selenity's life. So just wait a second while I finish the other half, and review while your waiting please!
"I'm going to throw you a Royal Ball."
"But mother-"
"No buts Selene. We're going to have this ball and you're going to enjoy every second of it. If you don't have a Prince by the end of the night, then I fear you're going to be an old maid."
"Daddy?"
"I will remain neutral in this particular matter."
"Haruka? Michiru? Setsuna? Somebody tell them it's ludicrous! Hotaru?"
They all shrugged.
Selene let out an annoyed scream and left the room. On her continued march down the hallway a knight joined her.
"That's some pair of lungs."
She turned to see the playful blue eyes of the knight she'd ran into. She halted.
"Is it your goal in life to see me so irritated that my head comes near to exploding?"
"No, that's just a perk."
She looked at him for a moment, completely silent. Then broke out into a series of laughs. She held her stomach as she chuckled away, and even sunk down on to the floor. She wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and looked up at him. Only causing her to laugh more. For the expression on his face was one of pure terror.
"Are-" she giggled. "Are you sure you're not a jester?"
He smiled, and it proved to be a quite lovely smile.
"I'm positive, milady."
"Well help me up, oh jesterly knight."
He put out his hand and lifted her quite easily as soon as her hand touched his.
She smoothed the wrinkles out of her dress and curtsied.
"I'll call on you when I need a good boost," she said.
"Until the next time, milady," he said bowing.
She continued towards her room, and it wasn't until she was laying in bed that night that she realized she didn't know the jesterly knight's name.
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Days passed by quickly. Between visiting the villages, taking etiquette, swordsmanship, and dancing lessons, she could hardly find time to breathe. But at all times her eyes were scanning the halls for the jesterly knight. She didn't know why, but it seemed more important for her to see him than learning how to dance correctly. All those days passed and sure enough the day came.
It was Saturday. Her stomach took a dive at the thought. The ball was one hour away and her mother would never let her forget it. She checked in every once in awhile, like a jailer checks on their prisoners. Michiru was busy doing Selene's hair. Haruka, forever the tomboy, stood to their left watching. Hotaru was anxiously studying every move Michiru made, and waiting nervously for Setsuna to return with their dresses.
"I'm back," Setsuna said breathlessly as she entered the room. Immediately Hotaru attacked, grabbing her deep violet dress and holding it out in front of her.
"Wow!" she said spinning in circles. "I hope that Prince from Jupiter is coming!"
"A child's soul stuck in a woman's body," Setsuna said shaking her head.
"And that's why I love her so much," Selene pointed out as Hotaru disappeared behind a changing screen.
Setsuna handed Haruka her dress, and laid Michiru and Selene's on the bed.
"I'm supposed to wear this?"
"Yes, Haruka dear," Michiru answered. She stuck a bobby pin into Selene's hair, causing the Princess to wince.
"I think you broke the skin on that one."
Michiru clucked her tongue and continued sculpting the cotton candy hair into a masterpeice.
Hotaru reappeared in her dress and smiled widely.
"Wow, Taru!" Selene said. "You look gorgeous!"
Hotaru spun in a circle, her violet dress billowing out around her. Her dress had spaghetti straps and went past her feet. She had on gloves that nearly reached her shoulders, and a jewelled necklace that shone beautiful on her pale chest. Her silky black hair was magnificently complimented as well as her dark violet eyes.
"I agree," Setsuna said smiling. "Shall I change next?"
"Be my guest," Haruka said, still reluctant to even hold the dress.
"Alright," Setsuna said disappearing behind the screeen.
"Are you almost done, Michiru?" Selene whined.
"Almost; not even close. What's the difference?"
Selene groaned.
Setsuna reappeared in her long black gown smiling. Her long green hair was loose and looked quite lovely drifting around her as she moved. Her dress had two straps and she was wearing a pair of gloves like Hotaru's. She wore a tight black choker around her neck and her scarlet eyes took in everything.
"Geez," Selene said. "With you guys around there's no way a Prince is going to give me even a glance. I like it that way."
Setsuna blushed, very out of character for herself.
"Haruka," Michiru said in a lecturing tone.
"Fine, fine," Haruka grumbled as she disappeared behind the screen.
"Done!" Michiru announced and stepped back. Selene stood up and Hotaru gasped.
"Your hair looks amazing!"
Selene glanced in the mirror and smiled. "That looks great!" Her pink hair was french braided back into a bun that twisted into a long braided coil, with the exception of the tails sticking fashionably out around it.
A few curses came from behind the screen and Haruka fell out from behind it, tripping on her dress. She stood up quickly and tried to regain her balance in the unfamiliar dress.
"You look great," Michiru said reassuringly.
"I hate dresses," Haruka mumbled. Her dark blue dress resembled Hotaru's, except she wasn't wearing any gloves.
Minutes later everyone was dressed. Michiru in her teal gown, almost identical to Haruka's. And Selene... Selene was something else.
Selene's dress was sleeveless and pearly white. It clung nicely to her figure and had small train behind it. It had silver overlays sparkling over it, giving her the look of a floating angel. She spun in a circle and frowned.
"What's wrong?" Hotaru asked. "You look great."
"That's the problem," Selene said pouting. "I don't want anyone to notice me."
"Now you know that's not possible," Haruka said. "Your natural beauty is enough to make any passerby notice you."
"Selenity!" Her mother called. She stepped into the room and gasped. "You look fabulous dear! No Prince could turn that down!"
"I know, mother," Selene grumbled.
"Well let's go then! The ball is begginning!"
Queen Diana ushered the group of teens out of the room. Chatting all the way about how great they looked. She'd always been the party and dinner type of person, the total opposite of Selenity.
They came to the ball room doors and Selene sighed.
"Here we go," she said. Her guardians bit back chuckles.
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Selene's feet were aching. None of the Princes, monarchs, or nobles she'd danced with had actually enjoyed her company, but that was only fair since she'd didn't enjoy them either. She slipped into the shadows before anyone could notice, and headed for the big balcony outside of the ballroom's back doors. She stepped out into the night and breathed in the cool air. She smiled at the small sapphire that was Earth, and all the twinkling stars.
"Come to escape your mother?"
Selene smiled wider. She knew that voice by heart now. She turned to face the jesterly night and was surprised.
"No shining armor tonight?"
"My shift on this balcony is during the ball so I must look more presentable. I do have on chain mail though."
She eyed him. He looked quite nice in formal attire. A waist coat was embalazoned with a golden moon emblem, and it's golden buttons were shining in the Earthlight. She could see his chainmail peeking out from the sleeves.
Violin music drifted out onto the balcony, music recongizable as Michiru's. Selene smiled. This was her favorite song. A slow waltz with a light airy feeling. She closed her eyes and danced with herself, taking perfect steps; her dancing lessons were finally paying off.
A hand slipped around her waist and another took her hand. Warmth from a body tickled her skin. She opened her eyes to see the smiling face of the jesterly knight.
He guided her in smooth steps, beautiful twirls, and one long dip that left both speechless.
This one moment, she realized, will stay with me forever. I can feel it.
The music brushed past her ears, the tune becoming part of herself, and part of him. His blue eyes penetrated her barriers and looked through her soul. She did the same until it felt like they were one person. It was a tingling sensation on the back of her mind, and the light feeling in her heart, that assured her of one thing.
This was no ordinary knight.
Author's Note: This would be a very long chapter, so I split it. Keep in mind this is a very important night in Selenity's life. So just wait a second while I finish the other half, and review while your waiting please!
