Keyway, hopefully there'll be some fluff in this chappie, if not this one then the next one. Le plot is still forming! And I'm WAY ultra busy w/ hw cuz I'm doin this weird fish protein lab in bio...yea ok I wont go into that. And I'm reading 2 different books in English, so that's perty psycho... so yes, on w/ the story!!! P.S. thanks all my reviewers! Like I said, I feel so loved!! Kk so... on w/ business...

The large wooden doors swung open when Numair snapped his fingers. They walked into a room that's walls were all mirrors. Daine looked up towards the ceiling. Cherubs danced playfully around a gargantuan chandler that hung from the middle of the living mural.

"Will you do me a favor, dearest?" Numair asked. Daine nodded. She was too much in awe of this place to say anything. "Then turn around for me."

Daine did what was asked of her, although she thought the request was somewhat strange. She felt a cool air around her and spun faster. Soon Daine got dizzy and fell into Numair's arms. He spun her around again and he dipped her down and smiled at her. There was a light in his eyes that Daine knew he saved just for her.

Daine smiled up into the face of her lover. She knew what he was thinking, and what Daine thought was suddenly confirmed when Numair pressed his lips with her own. It was nothing elaborate, it was just a kiss. A small kiss that they both knew contained all the love that they possessed. He held his lips with hers, just pressed together, until Daine decided to make it just a tad bit more interesting. She moved her lower lip underneath his, and Numair put his hand on the back of the Wildmage's head to deepen the kiss. There they stood, until they ran out of oxygen.

Numair looked at her with a bright light in his eyes. Daine looked back into his eyes until Numair said, "Look in the mirror, my love."

Curious, Daine looked at her reflection. She took in a sharp breath. She was dressed in the most beautiful gown she had ever seen. It was the same gray as her eyes, with a rather low neckline, Daine thought with a wry smile. There were several layers, each of which were a slightly different blue-gray. The top hugged her figure snugly, showing her curves, and it floofed (A/N is that a real word?) out at her waist. She sighed. This dress was amazing.

"You sly thing!" She accused Numair. "Did u make this yourself?"

"Of course I did!" He replied, pretending to be hurt. "What, you think I can't make the most beautiful dress in all the realm for my dearest loveliest Wildmage?"

Daine was about to say that she had her doubts when Numair whisked her around and planted a nice, firm, wet kiss upon her lips.

"Even the Queen cannot match your beauty sweet one," He whispered. "This dress would not be half as beautiful as it is without you inhabiting it."

The only reply that the Wildmage could think of was to jump into his arms and well, kiss him.

"Dance with me Darling?" She nodded vigorously and music immediately began. The two lovers danced the night away oblivious to all else.

Well, the time has come!!! Please R&R tell me what u think!!

I'd like to give a lil special thanks to Anjanka. I would've emailed you personally, but my com is screwed up, but thanks!