The castle was filled with people laughing, dancing to music, and enjoying the food at the table. Manny was bored out of his mind, he had been greeting and dancing with one young woman after another. All of them fawning over him hoping to become his wife.

"Father, I haven't been this bored since you sent me to fencing camp." Manny complained.

"What do you mean?" Rodolfo said. "You've been dancing for hours. Unless you're waiting for one girl in particular?"

"Well-"

"Annoucing Lady Carmelita and her daughter Zoe." The man with the guest list said.

Carmelita and Zoe politely curtsied before the royals. Zoe held out her hand to Manny. "It's a pleasure your highness." She said.

"Like wise." Manny said kissing her hand.

"Shall we dance?" She asked.

As a prince he had to oblige. So he took her hand and they began to dance.

"Isn't my daughter beautiful your highness?" Carmelita asked Rodolfo.

"Well she is pretty. Tell me are of nobility?"

"My first husband was and my second was a wealthy merchant both are dead and gone now."

"I'm sorry to hear that. My wife died a couple years back."

"Really? Are you looking to remarry?"

Rodolfo's pupils shrank and he slowly stepped away from her. Manny looked like he was about to die from boredom as he listened to Zoe ramble on.

"So what do you do in your spare time?" She asked.

"I like to explore, hunt but not for game, and I enjoy sailing now and then."

"Rather boring if you ask me."

"Well what do you do?"

"I admire myself and watch some filthy wretch work for me."

"Oh...I see. Do you often insult your servant?"

"Well I am superior to her." She said proudly. "So have you chosen anyone to be your wife?"

"No. Can't say that I have." He said uninterested. Then he noticed the silk handkerchief covering her forehead. "May I ask, why is your head covered?"

"Um...

They ended their dance.

"Isn't my Zoe wonderful?" Carmelita asked.

"A real charmer." He said sarcastically. "Can't say I've met anyone like her."

Then there was a soft knock at the door. The guy with the guest list went to open the door. Everyone in the ballroom gasped and their eyes went wide as the blue haired maiden with the star on her head entered the room. Frida blushed when she saw everyone staring at her. As she made her way downstairs people began whispering about her.

"Who is that girl?"

"Where is she from?"

"Is she a princess?"

"She's beautiful."

"Is that a star on her head?"

"Must be a gift from a good witch."

Manny felt the collar of his blue suit tighten as he approached her.

"Sire do you know her?" The messenger asked Rodolfo.

"I don't know but she certainly is lovely." Rodolfo said. "Is her name on the list?"

"No sir."

"Who is she?" Carmelita asked.

"And where did she get that dress?" Zoe asked. "And where can I get one?"

When Manny finally got to her, he gently took her hand and kissed her knuckles. "You're highness?"

"I wish." Frida said. "You know they're all looking at you."

"Believe their all looking at you."

"Uh...I'm not used to this."

"Don't worry, they've just never seen a girl who looks like you do."

"Well the blue hair is uncommon."

"I meant your beauty." Her face turned red all over.

"Prince Manuel." A musician said. "Shall we play?"

"Si." Manny answered not taking his eyes off her. Frida's jaw dropped when she realized who he was. He put his arm around her waist, she put hers on his shoulder, and their hands joined as they danced to the romantic music. They smiled and laughed the whole time.

Soon everyone else paired up and started dancing. Manny used this as an opportunity to sneak off with her.

"Oh my God! You're the prince!" Frida said.

"Yeah, surprised?"

"Very! I can't believe...oh my God I feel so stupid! Why didn't you tell me?"

"Well I kind of liked it that you didn't scream or faint at the sight of me."

Frida laughed. "Still...when were you going to tell me?"

"I was going to tell you tonight actually but the musician beat me to it."

"So are you secretly a princess?"

"Dorry I'm not that lucky."

"Okay so are you an angel?"

"What?"

"Well you said you weren't a princess, you're strikingly beautiful, and you have wings."

"No I'm just common girl."

"Common girls don't have stars on their heads. Is that why you keep it covered."

"Yes."

"Where did you get it?"

"It was a gift from a friend and that's all I can tell you."

"Fair enough."

They walked by a wall of portraits. One large one was of a beautiful woman with dark brown curly hair and brown eyes. Under it was a small plack and written in golden letters was: Queen Maria, a kind ruler, a devoted wife, and a loving mother.

"That's my mother." He said.

"Oh she's beautiful." Frida said. "She's got your eyes."

"I take a lot after her."

"You and your father must have loved her so much."

"Yeah, she meant the world to my father. When she died the kingdom was heartbroken, she was a great queen."

"I'm very sorry."

"That's okay, she always listened to me when my father wouldn't."

"Well I'm sure he loves you."

"He does but it's complicated." She gently put her hand over his and smiled. He smiled back. "So will I see you again anytime soon, Frida?"

"The thing is Frida is more of a nickname."

"Can I know your real name?"

"It's-" She looked out the window to see some small rays of sunshine peaking from the darkness. "Oh no!"

"What?"

"It's almost dawn!"

"So?"

"I have to leave."

"Now?!"

"Yes! Goodbye!" She starting to run.

"No! Wait! Stop!" He said chasing after her.