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Before the Ball

Sabrina's POV

I sighed as I looked in the mirror. I can't believe I spent the last 2 hours being stuffed into several dresses and shoes, and then magically tied down to a chair so that Windwillow could do my hair and makeup. The dresser was sweet and kind; but she was ruthless when it came to doing the actual deed. Finally she settled for a dark purple ball gown with a simple gold chain and three-inch black sandals. I stood in a full length mirror now and looked at my reflection; she had done her job really well though. I had to admit I looked really pretty. My hair fell down to my waist in waves in its usual golden color, and the my makeup was mostly just eye makeup. My eyes were smoky, which apparently enhanced their color or something. My eyelashes were coated with mascara, while my waterline was covered in black mascara. The makeup wasn't intense, it was subtly really, but still pretty visible.

I looked in the mirror again and wondered if Titania would let me in the ball with jeans and a t-shirt; I might even were a blouse. I snorted. Yeah right, Windwillow would murder me in the sweetest way possible if I changed. She was beaming after she was finished with me; telling me I looked beautiful...she told me that if I ruined my dress, hair, or makeup she would not be happy. I was still trying to figure out how a person could be so nice and threatening.

Just then, Daphne came running into my room. "Sabrina! Can you BELIEVE this?! We're going to a BALL! This is so punk rock!" She came to a stop in front of me before squealing again and biting hard down on her palm.

"Daphne, sweetie, if you bite yourself again you're going to draw blood." I looked up and saw Mom coming through the door followed by Granny Relda and Red.

"Hey guys. You look really nice." And I meant it. Mom had a lime green dress on with a sweet-heart neckline with silver jewelery and heels. Granny had a white and red dress on with cherry blossoms all over it and golden jewelry similar to mines. Red had, of course, a red ball gown on with slightly wide skirts and silver jewelry like Mom. Daphne had almost the same dress as Red's except her's was mint green and her sleeves were lace and ended at her elbows; her jewelry was golden like my own.

Mom took in my appearance, "Oh, Sabrina! You look gorgeous!"

"Thanks Mom. Where are the guys?"

"In their own quarters. Have you seen Faerie?"

"Yeah. Puck's changed it a lot."

Granny beamed and her eyes watered slightly before she said, "He's so grown up now. He looks like a true king."

Mom smiled, "I have to hand it to the boy. He's done a really good job; better than Oberon would have imagined."

I smiled myself. For some reason my heart swelled with pride and joy. "Yeah. He really does deserve this ball...even if he'll hate it as much as I will."

Daphne giggled, "Only you two would hate going to a ball! Why is your room all the way up here?"

"What do mean? Aren't you guys next door?"

Red answered this time, "No. We were in the royal guests quarters. With the other lords, ladies, dukes, and duchesses. You're in the Queen's chambers."

"Queens?"

"Yes...Puck's rooms are right next to yours...I think there's a room connecting the two. You're dressing room is huge compared to ours."

My eyebrows furrowed, "Windwillow must have made a mistake and brought me here."

Mom stared at me, "You got a dresser?"

"...Yeah, didn't you."

Daphne responded, "No."

One of my eyebrows arched and Mom and Granny smirked at each other knowingly. I opened my mouth to ask why were they doing that, but Granny beat me to it. "Titania must have known you would have probably escaped, liebling."

I nodded slowly, but felt like the whole truth was being hidden, "...Okay."

Just then, Puck came walking in and stopped as he stared at me and blushed heavily. I stared at him too...he looked...rather nice in his black suit and tie...like he did at Mr. 7's and Morgen Le Fey's wedding. I realized I was blushing too.

Puck broke the silence, that I didn't realize was there, first, "Um...what-what are you doing here?"

I raised an eyebrow, "Windwillow brought me here to get dressed..."

"Here?!"

"...Yeah."

Mom cut in, "We have to go now...but, Sabrina Windwillow told you to stay here until she comes back. That's why we're here anyway...Why don't you keep her company Puck?" And without waiting for a response, Mom and Granny swept Daphne and Red out of the room.

I turned back to Puck who was still blushing, "Um...what's wrong with being here?"

Puck cleared his throat, "This is the King's and Queen's rooms...traditionally only the King and Queen and their servants are allowed in here. The chambers are connected and...yeah."

"Oh. Well, um I think Windwillow brought me here by mistake."

Puck stared at me, "...Right. Well, um, okay."

I nodded, still blushing, "...okay...hey, why are our rooms connected?"

Puck looked at me, startled, before slowly saying, "It's the King's and Queen's rooms."

"I know that but why?"

Puck cleared his throat again, I've never seen him so awkward about anything. "The King usually collects the Queen from her chambers before they both leave...in fact I can't get out of my rooms without passing into these ones."

"...okay. You're not answering the question."

Puck sighed, "They're connected by the bedroom suites."

My eyes widened and I flushed even further, "Oh."

"Yep," he said, popping the 'p'.

We were both silent for a moment. I took a deep breath and shoved the memory of the last few minutes in the back of my mind. "Let's just...forget that ever happened. Deal?"

"Deal."

"Good...you um actually look pretty good." My face was on fire. Did I really just say that?

Puck smirked, "I am King."

I rolled my eyes, "That has nothing to do with what I said."

Puck laughed, "I don't know about that. King's are supposed to be the best looking...but, you look beautiful." He looked me in the eye and I could tell he meant it.

I smiled, "Thank you."

Puck smiled back, before frowning slightly; "I thought I told you, you didn't need makeup."

I blushed again, "Yeah...I told Windwillow not to put any but, she didn't listen." I looked nervously at Puck.

Puck rushed on, "Not that you don't like nice with it. But, it's just that-you see-people should appreciate you. Just you. Without all of that on, because just you is amazing," he blurted.

I stared at Puck as he turned bright red in the span of two seconds. "Thank you," I said quietly.

Puck nodded before clearing his throat, and smiling weakly. "I'm kinda happy that I said that this time."

I smiled, "...Me too," I whispered. Puck stared at me...his eyes burning into me. I looked back at him; unable to look away.

Just then, Windwillow walked in. "Lady Sabrina you must go now. The ball is starting!" She turned to look at Puck, "Who are-oh! Your Majesty," she curtsied.

Puck smiled at Windwillow, "Hello, Windwillow. Miss Grimm and I were just about to head down. Thank you for the reminder."

Windwillow nodded, "It is my pleasure, My King." She turned to me, "Do be careful and don't muse yourself, dear. I will not be so happy to find out if you did."

I nodded, "I'll be careful, Windwillow"

She smiled, "Good. I shall take me leave, Your Highness?"

Puck nodded, "Yes. Come Miss. Grimm." He motioned for the door and I followed him as we went.

I smirked as we left the room, "Miss. Grimm?"

Puck laughed, "Weird, I know. But, hey; I have to a presentable king."

I laughed, "I guess. You know the Trickster King is a lot different than King Robin of Faerie."

Puck nodded, "I suppose. I have to be a little more mature, no matter how much I want to cringe for being that, for my kingdom; you know?"

I smiled, "Yeah, I get that."

"Good. But, remember: I will always be the Trickster King!"

I laughed, "Wouldn't dream of it any other way. But don't mess me up; I have a feeling that Windwillow will hunt me down if I go to the ball anything less than what she dressed me up as."

Puck laughed, "She would. Trust me. She used to one of my nurses."

I smiled, "Ready for the ball?"

Puck rolled his eyes, "Balls are horrible. Even after all of my experience, I would never be 'ready'."

I chuckled, "Is it cringe-worthy?"

"Beyond cringe-worthy. It's jump-off-a-cliff-worthy."

"Really? Well, this is going to be fun."

Puck laughed, "Shall we, Miss. Grimm?" Puck asked, offering his arm.

I laughed as I took it, "We shall, King Robin." Puck laughed with me as we made our way to the ball room.

In the back of my mind, that twisted corner of my mind repeated what Puck had said. "The King usually collects the Queen from her chambers before they both leave..."

Queen...not Queen of Faerie...but his Queen. It whispered.

I didn't bother correcting it.

A/N: I had a lot of fun in this chapter. Really. I know I promised action but, I couldn't help it! Writing this was really fun and cute. So, it's probably gonna go like this: the next chapter will have extreme fluff until the very end! And then the chapter after that will be a continuation of that action/aftermath. So prepare yourselves for a cliffhanger! Hopefully, it won't take me long to update. I know I said that there'd be 15 chapters but...I still have tons of homework; so that probably won't happen. D: Sorry. But, I think I'll update more...soon. Very soon.

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