I believe I've done a horrible injustice to the current readers of this story. I wrote this story nearly three years ago and have failed to keep it up. I feel terrible for not continuing and just leaving the story there, but I've only recently started logging on to FanFiction again. But I do believe in tying up loose ends and I'll do my best to finish it up, though it may end up being a three-shot.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Cat Royal series or its characters. Robert Ellinson is a made up character for the story.

Oh and to be clear, Frank's thoughts to himself are in italics. Now, to continue where I left off three years ago...

Frank's POV

I watched as Cat descended the stairs, perhaps not as graciously as some would hope, but her breathtaking sight was enough to distract from that fact. My affection for the redheaded girl in front of me had only become clear to me recently, and as I blatantly gawked at her, I wondered about the ball we would be attending. Surely I would pluck up my courage this time and sign her card. The regrets of the last ball still haunted me.

We arrived at the ball and all thoughts of signing Cat's dance card went out the window. My father was continuously introducing me to different people and a handful of frivolous girls had formed a permanent circle around me, prodding me with their meaningless questions and giggles.

My eyes scanned the ballroom for Cat. I shouldn't even worry; Cat was with Mother, over by-

Where was Cat?

I spotted a flash of green by the ballroom floor. My brows furrowed in realization.

She's dancing with someone. Well there goes your chance of signing her dance card first.

An uneasy feeling made its way to my stomach. Cat appeared to be having a good time.

The pair left and moved towards the table of refreshments. With great difficulty, I excused myself from the girls that surrounded me and made my way towards the two. As I neared, I recognized the fellow as Robert Ellinson. I had met the lad before, he seemed very stuck up.

Or are you just saying that because he was dancing with Cat?

I knew the thought was true. But I was envious, and before I knew it, I was spilling punch over the poor lad.

You really are a right git aren't you, Frank?

I apologized but it sounded so unbelievable that even I would not believe it. Thankfully, Robert was kinder than I and accepted it.

"Why on Earth did you do that Frank?" Cat asked. Of course she saw through my act, she knew me too well.

"Do what?" I replied, trying to sound innocent. I knew she wouldn't accept it.

"Oh I don't know, perhaps spill punch on a perfectly gentlemanly person?"

"That's just it! He's perfect."

"What do you mean by that? Of course he's not perfect, no one is. I really cannot understand your issue at the moment."

My issue is you! How oblivious you are to my feelings for you!

I had absolutely no idea what to say, so instead I acted. Much to her confusion, I signed her card, took her hand and led her to the ballroom floor.

Oh Frank. I'm sorry for the cliffhanger but I will finish this story. Though as I mentioned before, I'm thinking it will turn out to be a three-shot.

And I apologize again for the prior abandonment of the story, it was truly inconsiderate of me.

Anyway, thanks for reading and reviews are appreciated :)