Canto alla Vita: I sing to life

Author's note: just a heads up. The word Wicken is not based on the religion Wiccan. I did however use it as a guideline.

Chapter 4: A dance for two

Ryanna was the first to awaken from the happy sleep. She noticed Trunks beside her but didn't question it. Trunks never treated her like a slave like her other owners did. Most of them were cruel and violent. They would hit her, or even sometimes rape her for not doing things properly. She shuddered at the bad memories but pushed them to the back of her mind. "It is all in her past." She reminded herself. She was happy with the Prince, but she still missed her home.

After taking a small shower, she dressed in a nice white gown. It was simple and sleeveless, and had a slit coming from both sides of her legs. She wore no shoes as always, not caring if she looked odd to the other people. She noticed Trunks stir and she smiled. Walking over to his bedside she placed a small kiss on his cheek and left the room in search of something to eat. She wandered the corridors of the castle. She had never actually been out of Trunks' room alone. The Prince had always escorted her. She came to a large door and smiling she opened it. The contents in the room made her smile even more.

Trunks stirred more and fluttered his eyes. He looked around the room searching for a center of warmth that had left him. Then he noticed Ryanna wasn't in the room. 'Where could she have gone?' He looked to the clock and noticed it was way past noon. His stomach growled in conclusion. Neither Ryanna nor him had had lunch. He smirked and got up. Getting dressed and straightened out he left the room in search of his adventurous friend. He walked down the corridors and sniffed the air for her scent. He found it inside the ballroom.

Opening the door he saw her dancing to soft music coming from nowhere. He smiled. Her moves were mesmerizing and she seemed to enjoy it. He walked towards her and held her hand as she turned. She looked at him emotionless and curtsied as he bowed. Taking her hand and waist he began to waltz with her. A smile appeared on her face as the gentleness of his movements made them glide across the room. In a spin one of their hands locked each other's and their faces grew close.

*Clap, clap, clap* Trunks and Ryanna turned to Vegeta. He had a smirk on his face. "Well, well, well, looks like the wicken has some culture dances in her vocabulary. Ryanna blushed and bowed on her hands and knees while Trunks bowed slightly. "Get up woman! No need for buttering up and apologies. I found it amusing that you could dance like a royal." "Thank you your highness."

Trunks then held a smirk to his face. "Oh father, may I offer a suggestion?" "What is it son?" "Well as you know the Vegeta-sei Independence Day ball that mom arranged is coming up." Vegeta shuddered. "How could I forget? Sometimes I don't get that woman." Ryanna hid a chuckle but put an amused smile on her face. "Anyway, I think it would be very amusing to see if Ryanna could pull off being a royal." Vegeta gave a cross between a disgusted and interested look.

"HA! The day I see that girl pull off as a royal is the day I unite you too Princess Nathalie!" Trunks sweat dropped. "For your sake and mine you better be kidding." He mumbled and motioned for Ryanna to follow him. Ryanna cocked an eyebrow at him as they walked outside and down the corridors. "Why do you want to be betrothed to Princess Nathalie?"

"I don't, I just think that seeing people look at you as a normal person will do you some good. It will also get a chance for you to out wit those lame excuses for magician Elites that once owned you." Ryanna smiled and leaned into him. Trunks grinned but gently pushed her off as guards were giving them odd looks.

Short chapter again! I'm sorry!!! Please don't hurt me! Review!