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Adrian POV

Then song ends, and the dancers on the floor bow to their partners, we bow to one another. I take her hand in mine then place my other on her hip, and the new song begins. Wait, why did I ask her to do this again? Crap. I so totally messed up, and what if she can't dance. What if she can't keep up with me? I will just embarrass her in front of everyone. It a strong, up-beat song, and I can feel her hand as it slips into mine. Her hands are strong, and with what I can tell from her dress making is that she isn't a newb at it. My other hand slides up her back to rest on her shoulder blades, and her skin is so soft. No, you need to keep your head right now, and not in the gutter. Midnight hair is draped across my arm, and we dance. It's so soft that I am almost lost in its touch; can I be any more entranced by one women? I was wrong, she can dance; I was so wrong. I feel so light with her. I have danced with my fair share of women in my days as a prince, but none ever made me feel this way before. The last time I felt this was was… when I was a child with my mother before she left. We have circled the dance floor once now.

I ask. "Shall we pick up the pace a little bit my lady?" she smiles. God, that smile will be the death of me, and the diamonds in her hair. They shine so bright, I feel lost. I am pulled out of my thoughts when she speaks

"Are you sure? I don't want to leave you in the dust now, your majesty." She is so full of confidence, it amazes me.

"You think so little of me, M'lady, I am a prince you know, we do have dance lessons." As an answer she steps closer to me, and she stop moving. I see a leg rise out of my vision, and she wraps it around my leg. In one swift motion her right leg has swept in between me and her. When I look down I see that she has her legs crossed, and with a twist of her hips she brings her left leg over. So now her legs have switched positions, and once more so they are in their original position.

"M'lady, what was that?" How is it that she can become more beautiful? I can see a smirk forming on her face, and can't help but have my own too. She has a playful side too, I can see.

"That was a tango just now, I do wonder have you ever learned to tango? Chat." Chat?

"I have, Diamond, and, Chat, who is that?" she wraps her right around mine, and I step out so she can hook it on. She leans in close and I can feel her hot breath on my ear, and try not to shiver at the feeling.

"Make this ball worthwhile for me, and I will tell you. Deal?" I don't even need to think out it.

"Deal," then I dip her, and get a good look at how she arches her back. I can see the rise of her chest as she comes back up slowly. I can see I'm not the only man in the ball room who is enthralled with the women in my arms. We stand up I move my hands to her hips, and twist them back and forth. Her dress sways back and forth with her hips, then our hands come back up to one another. I can feel her leg come between mine as she dips down, and her face is right there. Not helping. I can feel my face heating up, as she slides up again. Slow we move to the center of the dance floor, and I feel her breath on my ear.

"Move your leg out and bend it, the song is almost over. this is my finishing move." I do as I'm told; my leg is bent. One slender leg wraps around mine, and I see the other come up. but she has bent her body down, it's almost like I'm dipping her. My heart is pounding in my chest, and I can't breathe. God she is amazing, and I see her eyes as we come up. Deep pools of blue meet my sparkling green ones, and it's almost as if there was a live wire between them. Yet no one had told them about it. The song ended as she finished coming up, and our eyes never separated as she came up. I hear the room erupt into applause, and force myself to look away from the deep blue pools in her eyes. I see that we are the only ones on the dance floor, and the everyone in the room is looking at us. Crap, despite being a prince I really don't like having lots of eyes on me.

"Chat you can stand up now because I don't know about you but I can't stay like this much longer." I snap back to reality, and release her from my hold. But now I feel like I lost something close to me, almost as if part of me was ripped away. We take a bow to the room then each other. Out of the corner of my eye I see her walk over to her friend Alya, and her father. I soon move over to my father also.

"I know I haven't been the best father to you or even have the right to say this but… don't let that girl get away." Is this him trying to make up all of the years he left me alone? "I love her dresses; I want her to work under me. So it's now your job to sway her to come over to are side." I cast my eyes downward to stare at the floor: he will never change. I will never have a loving father; I will always be alone. I cast my eyes down, so my hair is covering my eyes.

"Yes father." What else was I going to say? He will never understand. I turn my back to him, and shift my way through the ballroom out to the hallway. I can't stay, not in there with everyone right now. I slowly find my way back out into the hallway, I can feel all the years of pain coming down on me. I am a prince, I can't cry, not ever. But here I am crying at my birthday party by myself, and no matter how many tears I cry they keep coming. A sob escapes my mouth.

"Chat? Chat are you ok? Why are you crying?" Diamond? NO, no one can see me like this, and without realizing it, I started to run. I don't know where I'm going, but my feet are taking me there. I look up to see I'm in my mother's garden, and I sit down by the tree. There is an old tree swing my mother would push me on, and it sways in the wind.

"Chat? Why are you crying?" She followed me?

"I'm fine, just needed some air is all"

"That's bull, you and I know full well your lying. Now tell me what's really wrong." She saw throw all of my defenses.

"My… My dad is not the best father, but… but I was hoping just maybe tonight he… would change. He… will always stay the same." All I can do now is cry. I feel arms wrap around me, and my eyes go wide. I look at her.

That's the end till next time

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