This is the last ball chapter with the "wango" wooohhhooo! Everybody loves the "wango", it may be one of the best romantic scenes ever in a Hollywood movie. J Pleas R&R and thanks for all my other wonderful reviews!

Clarisse, mingled with everyone-ever the hostess. Joseph watched her from the chair he was sitting in in the corner of the ballroom, barely listening to what the Sebastian and lord Pallimore were droning on about. She was so beautiful-he had always loved her, since the day he had been introduced to her. She smiled at everyone, was so full of life but he could still see how uncomfortable she was- it was in her eyes, at least the sadness wasn't there any more. He watched her speak to many diplomats, lords and ladies and marvelled at how she so easily slipped in and out of different languages. It was what she had always done; accommodated for everyone but herself.

She knew he was studying her and years ago that would have put her off but now, now she loved his attention. She turned to look at him and smiled a gentle smile, he returned it and entered back into the conversation.

She stood on the edge of the dance floor with Elizabeth, speaking to different people and watching the dancers. Mia watched her grandmother for a moment, speaking animatedly and decided it was time. She glided over to the band stand and whispered something to the conductor. He nodded his head vehemently and Mia winked at Joe, he caught on and began walking over to Clarisse as the music began to change…to the "wango". she didn't notice at first but as Joseph wandered across the now deserted dance floor she was tore away from the conversation by the silence-spare only the music.

"Clarisse, my darling would you do me the honour of this err "wango", he raised an eye-brow.

She didn't reply-she couldn't. she just smiled and accepted his hand. He was immediately transported back to san Francisco, it was the same smile. The gentle, caring, loving smile that made the usually suave head of security weak at the knees. He led her out onto the middle of the dance floor and snaked his arm around her hip. They started to move perfectly, she was becoming lost in his eyes, they were practically lost in each other. The rest of the guests looked on at the solitary couple on the dance floor in awe. Never had they seen Clarisse act like this. She wasn't caring what anybody thought and quite frankly it looked like her and Joseph had been dancing a lot longer than they had let on.

He was looking deep into her eyes, just like he had in San Francisco. He tightened his grip on her.

"everyone's watching us", he whispered.

"let them, Joseph. I feel as if we're the only ones in the room anyway", she returned. He smiled at her and moved her round the dance floor, aware of her heart racing he gently smiled at her.

"you're letting yourself go", he said spinning her out on the last bar of the music.

"I know and I don't mind", she said returning to his firm grasp. The music had stopped, they'd stopped moving but were still looking into each other eyes.

"I love you, Clarisse", he smiled.

"I love you, too", she whispered.

"whoa! Grandma that was certainly something", laughed Mia, running onto the dance floor. Interrupting their perfect world and bringing everyone in the ballroom back to reality. Tongues started wagging, this was defiantly something to talk about.

"I thought you weren't going to have that music played", scolded Clarisse mockingly.

"Grandma, I know all your little secrets", laughed Mia knowingly.

"pardon? What on earth do you mean?", she questioned, still wrapped in Joe's arms.

"don't leave diaries where people can read 'em. Oh and happy anniversary!", she laughed running off the dance floor. Leaving a laughing Joseph and very annoyed Clarisse behind. Her and Joseph were the worst kept royal secret ever.

"thank you for the dance my dear. Though I fear we may have overstepped the mark", he raised an eyebrow and taking her hand guided her to the edge of the dance floor.

"I like overstepping the mark, Joe", she mused " I'd do it with you anytime".

"are you flirting with me your majesty?", he said wrapping his arm around her waist.

"mmm, yes. Why, have you got an objection to that?"

"none at all, Clarisse my dear. None at all"

"good, sir Joseph or you may not have been the man I had you pinned down as."

"I'll be pinning you down this evening, your majesty if you give me any of your nonsense", he returned, a cocky smile playing at the corners of his mouth. Desperate to see her reaction.

"Joseph!", she blushed furiously and then seen the funny side.

"what?". he bit his lip, trying to stifle a laugh at his wife's reaction.

"is that a threat or a promise?", she decided to play him at his own game.

"both your majesty", he smiled and was rewarded with her rich laugh ringing in her ears.

Amelia and charlotte watched them from the corner of the ballroom, quite amused at Clarisse's reaction to one of Joe's jokes.

"they're so in love charlotte", she mused.

"yes, I know. They are", smiled charlotte.

"I caught them making out today", she said absent-mindedly. Charlotte blushed and Mia couldn't help but laugh.

"aaww, cum on Charlotte, of course My grandma 'n Joe make out. They're married, right?", she laughed " oh and you still owe me 20, charlotte. Thought I'll let you away with it, seeing you blush at the thought of Grandma and Joe making out was payment enough."

Hope you liked it, it might have been a bit weak so of you have any ideas on how to make it stronger they'd be greatly appreciated. This is my first fan-fic so pleas R&R. thanks. There's still more to come.

Yours,

M