AN. I got new vocab worksheet in Spanish, and learned that there is a word which literally means Leading Man. Well, I figured Al-Cid and Ashe would have a little fun with that, and so here's what came of it. All the Spanish is translated at the bottom and its all words we've had in my class (minus tease because we learned a different word but I dont like that words so...)

Dedicated to my lovely, the-seeress-yeul

Rozarrian events, are -as it is well known- rather eccentric affairs. This is partially due to the fact that they want the events to always be remembered and partially because they all wish to outdo one another.

If the last person had three water fountains and green chocobos, then the next would have indoor water paths created by magic and silver chocobos. If there was a feast that lasted hours, a feast at the next would last days. These were events that went on for days, sometimes weeks. But Rozarrians -as all know- never tire of the fun.

"So, mi bonita, what do you think? Have you enjoyed yourself this visit to the Ambervale?"

Al-Cid Margrace, one of the many members of the Rozarrian royal family, was escorting Ashelia Dalamsca, the Queen of Dalmasca, around his family home during the festival for his nameday. He had spared no expense, having everything imported from the neighboring countries. Large glass tanks had been placed over the existing floors and filled with water and other sea life, as he wished to have 'living' walkways. Food was spread throughout each room, and all forms of entertainments, from singing and dancing to theatrical performances, were set up.

"I have. It has been too long since I last visited, and seeing Larsa and Basch was an added delight."

"But my party is… too extravagant for your tastes, is it not?" He teased slightly, knowing the queen much preferred simple events and small celebrations with close friends.

The lady grinned, though sighed slightly. "It is not that… I just…"

"Ah, yes… You wish he was here,do you not? The absent galán… you know as well as I your leading man did not respond to the invite I sent him and his hermosa Viera partner. I feel, perhaps, he reads far too much into my friendly intentions towards you and was worried I would be flirting with you, which, mi bonita, you know I would never do so."

"He knows your intentions, more like." A teasing smirk accompanied her words. "Considering you have been calling me your pretty one since I arrived. You just like to bother him, don't you?"

"Mi bonita, you wound me! Would I ever purposefully annoy him, dear desert bloom? Of course not!"

"Oh?" A raised eyebrow. "Se te conoce para embromar personas."

"No, no lo soy!" He raised a hand to his chest in mock hurt. "To use my own language against me, mi bonita… how unfair! Though I must say, your Rozarrian is near perfect now, though conjugation on your words…"

Al-Cid trailed off with a laugh at the look she gave him. However, he stopped laughing and instead grinned, raising an eyebrow.

"Ah! Galán! You have decided to come after all! Tell me, is your lovely partner here as well?" Al-Cid called over Ashe's shoulder to the man who was fast approaching. He turned to Ashe and winked. "El galán siempre se sale con la chica … lástima!"

With that he left the two.

"Balthier, I had feared you wouldn't come."

"It wasn't on my agenda… Fran was very persistent, however. Now, what sort of insult did Al-Cid call me now? Galán…" His face scrunched as if he had just said something foul. "Does your dear friend know I cannot speak but the basics of Rozarrian?"

Ashe laughed then, though she truly tried not to. "He didn't say anything horrible, you silly, guapo galán!"

"Ashe, what does that mean?" He voice said he was not the mood for joking.

"What's got you so grumpy?" Ashe asked, crossing her arms.

Balthier looked towards where Al-Cid had just vanished into the crowd. "You've been spending quite a bit of time with him recently."

"I have. As you said, he's a dear friend."

"Yes… you say that quite often."

Her eyebrows shot up. "You're jealous!"

"I am no such thing! Now, just tell me what that damned word means and I'll be off."

"Usted está enamorado de mí! Quieres casarte conmigo! I'm right, aren't I?" Her eyes glanced behind him, but he did not notice.

"Yes, yes you are right," he waved her words away, unsure of the meaning but knowing she would not insult him.

Her eyes shone with laughter, and then she was on the ground clutching her stomach.

"You just said you wished to marry me!" There were tears running down her face as she laughed. "Why, I never thought I'd get you to agree to marry me and here we are! Al-Cid, did you hear that?"

"Ah, mi bonita, I did!" The man was behind Balthier and must have been for a while. "So, galán, when are you going to give her a ring?"

"I hate Rozarria…" Balthier muttered angrily. He did, however, wink at Ashe before storming off, muttering about how he would show Al-Cid a galán… whatever that meant.

Translated pieces:

Mi bonita- My pretty one or just my pretty
Galán- Leading Man
Hermosa- Beautiful, exquisite
Se te conoce para embromar personas- I know you like to tease others
No, no lo soy- No I don't!
El galán siempre se sale con la chica … lástima!- The leading man always get the girl…Shame!
Guapo- Handsome
Usted está enamorado de mí! Quieres casarte conmigo!- You are in love with me! You want to marry me!"