Jumping at the sound of the loud door of her room, Candi turned from the window to see

Daemon walk into her room,

"Get dressed, your being introduced to a few people." He scowled at her and turned away,

but not before she noticed the suit he was wearing. A black tuxedo with a tie and his hair

was pulled back, as if braided, he was beautiful but he didn't stir her heart. She let out a

sigh,

'Not as much as him. The man who was running away. I don't think he noticed all the

people.' She stared out the window, not bothering to get dressed as Daemon had insisted,

but instead thought about the man. His long blond hair that shined in the moonlight, his

dark attire to hide him despite his hair. There was an air about him, something that she

knew but couldn't place.

Shaking out of it she stood and looked at her wardrobe,

"There has to be something.. Aha!" Candi jumped and pulled out a dress before quickly getting dressed, she just saw the colors of red, pink, and black. Finally she looked into the full length mirror that was in her bathroom, also painted in red, pink and black and saw herself in the dress. Though the dress was low cut, Candi's breasts were raised and framed slightly by the black trim. The material hugged her curves as the bottom fell just short of the floor.

She stared at herself before Candi let out a giggle.

"I hope this is good enough." She closed her eyes and leaned against the sink as an image filled her head, a dream she's always had.

~~Dream~~

Standing above everyone on the stairs, she stood, looking down as she waited for her beloved. Her hair is braided around her head and her dress is red, blood red.

'This is it, the engagement party.' The ran through her mind constantly as began her decent down the stairs. She couldn't stop the thoughts until a man grabbed her hand, a pale man with dark hair and a crown of thorns,

"Hello Father." She smiled and bowed, lifting her skirt as he just looks at her emotionless.

"Your fiancee is by your mother." She couldn't help but to smile while she walked with the man she called her father. Candi could see the outfit her father always wore. Formal or not.

Finally they reached the woman that he had called her mother. And it felt like the breath was knocked out of her. She was beautiful, beyond beautiful. She had dark hair and piercing blue eyes. Her outfit was very becoming of her.

And last but not least she turned and saw the man that was supposed to be her fiancee and tears stung her eyes. His hair was a glowing blond and his clothes were dark but elegant. She couldn't help but to run up and kiss him, ignoring the surprised look on her face.

Candi pulled back from her daydream as the bedroom door slammed,

"You better be dressed!" She heard Daemon's voice and instantly felt a sorrow, somehow knowing that she'd never see the man, who in her fantasies, was her fiancee. Carefully and quietly she looked up, whispering to herself,

"May the gods grant me a chance to see him again. I know this is love, even if all I've ever known is lust."