Brianna's POV

I couldn't stop laughing as Elsa's was serving us...which was weird already for me. Blitz had a pretty big table, I sat on one end and unfortunately, he sat right beside me.

"He just was so precious, I'll tell ya, could barely keep clothes on him when he was just a toddler." Elsa smiled and pinched Blitz's cheek, "The Young Master was quite a cutie...and he just turned into the Handsome devil of a man."

"Elsa, please." Blitz was embarrassed as he dismissed Elsa.

"Oh my, you are still quite a trouble maker." I teased him, I just can't believe how much fun I was actually having...and with him of all people. I was munching on some more bread and some of this fancy food...a fish that I couldn't even pronounce the name.

"Glad to see you enjoying torturing me. So...Tell me more about you, since you obviously know plenty about me."

I snickered as I was slipping some water, "Well, you already know I'm from Magi, and that I'm a Witch-"

"Was your mom a witch?"

"Yes...she was."

"So...what made you move here? If you don't mind me asking."

"Well, I don't remember much, I was pretty young when my parents died. My father...I think was a soldier, fighting in a war. One day, he just never came back, he died in battle. I remember my mom crying herself to sleep and coughing...coughing a lot. Then she died too...it happened so fast. Magi was falling apart...I was taken...and sent from orphanage to orphange in Asheia until a lady...found me." I couldn't tell him it was Buttercup's mom, " I was five years old I think. I was taken out of the Orphange and placed right in front of the Morbucks' estate, with Maggie."

"Maggie?"

"My Grandma...maybe."

"Either she's your grandmother or not. Isn't that how it works?"

"Well, not really, Claudette, my mom's name is a popular one and the Soldier, or Dad, I never knew his name...so the only people who would know if we're related are dead. But she was so happy when I arrived. She says that I was the greatest present her only child could have left her. But I wonder sometimes."

"Don't you have something of his?"

"His eyes, but those don't mean a thing. My mom could have had a father with these eyes. There's really no way to find out but Maggie doesn't care. But I wouldn't mind finding out."

"Actually, there is."

"Really?"

"Yes, my Dad had to use it when he had to find out if I was really his son, which I am. It's a stone. But If I were you, I would just leave it alone."

"Huh?"

He was slipping on his wine, and suddenly he was serious, "From what I heard, I bet it was a miracle to your Maggie, her only child died...but he possibly had a daughter. A lovely daughter, I'll admit. Let's say you find out, and that you're not her grandchild. Do you really wanna crush her?"

"But what if I am?"

"And what if you're not? If you are, then I'm sure that would be great but what if you found out that her Brianna died. I'm telling ya, you have something beautiful here, I'm sure plenty of daughters wished they were loved the way your Maggie loves you. Would you really risk it?"

Blitz just suddenly stood up, "Oh Damn, c'mon." He pulled me by the hand and practically dragged me from the table.

"Wha? Where the hell are you taking me?" I snatched my hand away.

"Oh wait," He took a deep breath, and pulled out a rag, "Please, put on this blindfold."

I crossed my arms and glared at him.

"Please, it's something that will take your breath away...and clear your head." He smiled. I don't know why, Blitz was a perv, but he never tried to...well...'that' with me and for a second, I felt like I could trust him. I let him tie the blindfold on.

"Let me say this, try anything and I'll smack the spit out of you, before turning you into a slug, got it?" I threatened as he started to pull me along.

"Yes, My Lady, by the way, was that you singing in the castle?"

"You...you heard that?" I blushed from the embarrassment.

"Yes...it was the most beautiful thing I heard. I thought an Angel was singing and I just had to investigate."

"My mother would sing that song." I explained and blushed as he was pulling me along, "Thanks."

"Don't thank me, but I hope you get to sing for me someday."

I sighed, thinking about Bubbles...about what Blitz said, how daughters would wish to be loved. In a way, I was lucky...If it wasn't for us, I know Bubbles would be miserable. But Maggie, she loved me so much...even if it proved that we were related, it wouldn't change nothing but what if we weren't related...would that change anything as well.

I snapped out of my thoughts when Blitz stopped, wind was blowing...he removed the blindfold, "Now...behold."

I opened my eyes...I had to rub them to make sure I was really seeing this. The sun was about to set...looking like a giant orange with a hint of red as it was just over the mountains. I could feel the spring's gentle breeze as it whistled through the trees and pushed the water of the lake. There were clouds in the sky...and the sun was shining on them, giving them its magnificent colors of red and orange pillows in the sky. The lake reflected the suns colors, making it look like a golden sea...the Castle was on the far side of the kingdom...the cities and towns flourished along with the sun's setting rays.

I gasped again and suddenly...the world seemed like an okay place,"You're right, can't believe I'm actually saying that. I make Maggie happy, she said that. When she first saw me, she said...it was like her son was looking at her...through my eyes. Yer son sent her letter, she showed it to me, saying that his daughter was the most enchanting thing he ever saw. Maggie looked me, and said she never saw anything more enchanting than me. And that she will love me. I don't care what other people think, I don't. Maybe my friends but really...Maggie...I couldn't stand it if she thought bad about me."

"Atta girl."

"I mean, it would break Maggie's heart. Yes she wants Great Grandchildren and stuff." I didn't mean to say that out loud because Blitz gave me that perverted smile of his.

"Really?" He winked at me, he wrapped his arms around my neck, and rested his chin on my shoulder.

"Don't get any funny ideas and this is too close my Lord." I pinched his hand, and he backed away, but I gave him a quick peck on the cheek, "That is your reward for taking me here. This is really beautiful. I could stare at this forever.

"Really, I mean it's ok." He just shrugged his shoulders.

"Seriously, I've never seen anything more stunning."

"I guess that's it," He held my hand, "I have saw something more stunning and now...this is nothing...it's second to an enchanting beauty." He kissed my hand and I felt so weak in the knees and I know my face was boiling over now as the tall guy just wrapped around me and kissed me on the cheek.

"Ya know, there's something I've been meanin to ask ya."

Buttercup's POV

I don't know what really came over me, especially when he called me Black Rose while leaning down for...well...I was hurt...and confused by this whole thing. I stepped back when I heard him called me Black Rose.

"I'm feeling really tired right now, I think I should take a break...or eat or something."

"What's wrong, Black Rose?" He asked me and I just walked away. Blossom was looking at me, shocked like 'Why the hell did you walk away?'. She wouldn't understand...I sat behind a tree, petting Fang. I never felt so confused in my life, it was like my life was turning upside down...again but this time...for the worse. I...I liked Butch, I'll never tell him that, and I don't know when it happened...but I can't stand him being disappointed in me, I couldn't care less about anyone else...but him...I couldn't take it.

I petted Fang, trying not hard not to cry...but a tear did escape.

"Isn't it funny Fang, "I whispered to him, "I didn't cry when my mom died, but here I am about ready to burst into tears for a guy coming me to wrong name, a name I gave him."

I laughed as Fang rubbed up against my cheek and licked it. I tapped his little peach/tan nose and he just grabbed my finger with his baby white paw and started biting my finger.

I was just so lost...so lost...It was like I had another identity...Black Rose, the noble Earth Fairy that's what he likes...who's he been spending time with, not Buttercup, the serf Earth Fairy. I wanted to tell him but...the risks are too high. Would he forgive me or would he have me executed on the spot?

I sighed, as I was handed a cup, I was skeptical until I saw who was giving it to me, It was Butch.

"You're not trying to get me Drunk...sire?" I laughed, pushing my confused thoughts back enough to joke.

"No...maybe...until you can call me by my name." He half smiled at me. I'm not use to this shit. Falling for the Prince, that's something only those weak nobles ladies would do and it's like being the Morbucks.

"Well then, that'll never happen because I don't drink." I rolled my eyes, still letting Fang bite my finger.

"You think your friend there, the Healing Maiden, weakened Brick down yet?"

I looked over as the two were dancing and for once, he was actually smiling and Belle was clapping and jumping in the air.

"This has been a nice date but I think-"

"Why are you always running away?" He asked me, and it was strange because he wasn't being mean...he just sounded a little hurt.

I wanted to tell him everything, I hated all this lying...I really did.

"I'm not running away." I lied.

"Yes you are. But it's actually kinda fun. Look at what all this chasing after you has done. We're having our first date with a party with Gypsies."

"Never thought it would come to that huh?" I don't know why, but I looked at him and suddenly...it was like seeing him differently. He was so attractive to me...why? How the hell should I know...he was just as scrawny as me but I had hidden muscles, he was pale to my darker tan...with his ponytail and his infuriating teasing and just being an asshole. He didn't like sports, and wasn't fake about it either.

"No, who would have thought they were such party animals." He looked at me, and my heart was thumping into my throat, those darker emerald eyes just flashed, "I just got an idea but...I believe it is time to go home. Don't people start talking something bad and naughty if a girl is out all night."

I blushed at what he was suggesting, "I thought you don't care what people think."

"I normally don't, but I don't want anyone to say anything about you...unless it's good."

Later on

I wasn't ashamed to wrap my arms around his waist as we were riding back home, and my head leaning on his back. He was so warm, which was shocking. I felt so nice, warm and kinda happy even if it was with him...even if it wasn't going to work between us. I'm sure once the ball was here, he would forget all about me and be surrounded by pretty nobles ladies and my cousins. Beast and Brick took Belle and Blossom home towards their house.

"You can stop here." I said, at a path, "You wouldn't want the Morbucks to see you."

His eyes widened and he shook his head, "Hell no. But I can't leave you out here by yourself."

"Oh please, who's gonna take me on and I have Fang too." I jumped down right after him.

"I was hoping to help you down."

"And give you another chance of grabbing me around the waist. No thanks."

"Damn, I was looking forward to another chance, damn it you're no fun." He crossed his arms and sighed, "So about th-"

I took a deep breath, I grabbed him by the face and... and just lunged into a kiss...on the lips. I think I surprised him...but I didn't dare open my eyes...I don't know how long but I could barely think. My lips were burning...on fire... I could feel his arms wiping around my waist and touching the back of my head. I think...I don't know...Someone stepped back...someone broke the kiss...or maybe we both did.

Strange how I wanted more...We were both out of breath and he was looking a bit daze, I just tried to seem like it was no big deal even though I felt sick and happy at the same time.

"You finally got your kiss, so...so stop acting like you're surprised." I stomped, pretending to be fuming, but he touched my cheek and gave me this strange hypnotic look and with the sun setting behind him...made even him look golden and my heart hammering faster...and my magic was actually...actually...I just felt stronger. I could feel my magic sinking into the earth.

"I was actually going to ask...So about the ball? You going right?" He smiled fully now, he had a nice smiles but I actually felt like kicking his shins now.

"You...you jackass, why didn't you- I...I..."

He looked down at the ground, "You can't stop acting like you didn't like it or that U force your hand somehow. Because You seem happy about it to me." He bend over and plucked the flower from the ground that was surrounding us now, "My Lovely Tiger, you're growing Buttercups and gardenias...I believe."

"Shut up. I can't believe I did that, I'm not going to the ball!"

"Oh but you will. And I'll look forward to dancing with you and...there is something else...that I want to ask you..." He looked real nervous, as he coughed, "But it is getting late. Good night my Countess De la Quell." He smacked me on the back of my leg, "You've been working out huh? Good! You have the best Legs ever. I often wondered what they looked like underneath that dress of yours until today."

"What?" I was ready to kill him already.

"Yeah, when you were in the tree, in your underwear, yeah the sun kinda shined through it."

"You mean?"

"I was only looking at your legs...at how shapely they really are...Too bad I couldn't see anything else from where I was standing...except when you came down...and your chest is pretty nice too. But I'm not a chest man."

"You're a *BEEPING* PERV." I stomped towards him, ready to slam him to the ground with one of Dad's signature moves.

"Don't be so dramatic. I'm also...a man...take it as a compliment...my Tiger. Now if you excuse me, I've gotta go...I'll see you soon." He smacked me on the butt this time, "That's tone as well."

"YOU'RE DEAD!"

I stomped my foot but before I could say anything or do anything, that Bastard gave me a quick peck on the lips, got on his horse and galloped away.

"DAMN YOU, "I rubbed my butt, "That hurt too."

Bubbles' POV

I stood back ready to cry, as mother was just screaming at me.

"I've heard about your Lord, I will not have it! A Low Class Lord, you must be joking! You should marry an Earl or a Marquis! Not be some Lord's Whore!"