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The Ballroom is where all potentials are brought to meet the royal family. A dance floor is at the center. Large buffet tables surround the outer walls. The King and Queen sit in their throwns at the front of the room, elevated on a stage. Each potential is first introduced to them, then the Princes are introduced afterwards.

Jisabell closed the door and listened to the creek. She cursed softly and looked around. The ball was going to be magnificent. Her throne was over there and she saw a nephew of hers. She rarely seen any of her family after that mysterious birth of a vampire one time. Jisabell barred her teeth walking forward making sure he wasnt a traitor. Better safe than sorry.

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Arthur heard the faint creak of the oaken doors opening and turned. "Your majesty," he was quick to bow to his aunt who just walked in. He was smiling like he always did and looked up just a bit. "Auntie, you're looking fine as always." Except for the scowl. It hurt her pretty features.

"Dare to bother?" She asked looking at her nephew. Arthur was just a big flirt to her and she never wanted to bother. "Playing with your flirty attitude and tie again." Jisabell looked at him knowing he was always like that. He didn't want to bother her and she knew that.

Arthur dared to frown/pout a bit as he straightened back up. "It's a policy of mine to not have an unkempt appearance, Auntie. I'm sure you wouldn't like to have your family look like vagabonds, right?" he smiled ever cheerfully.

"Arthur i didn't ask anything about my sons." She rose her voice a little. This boy really made her annoyed. She didn't know why but it ended up like that. Maybe cause of his arrogance and such. Arthur was just a nephew and nothing more.

Arthur sighed. Guess his advances at being cordial didn't work again. It made him kind of pity her for not believing his actual intentions of being nice. "My apologies, your highness. I sincerely apologize for my incompetence," he bent forward.

"Dont do that boy, i see your trying to be nice but you know me. i dont do well with nice." She mumbled slightly. Jisabell wanted to waste no time but didn't really care with him around. Her little nephew won't be like her ever. "Arthur have you met anyone of my children yet?" She asked politely.

Arthur knew that rightly well. She and King Georg were the only ones who didn't call him by his nickname, and he never questioned it. It was fine with him. "Mh, yes, of course, Auntie," he nodded. "I happened to bump into them while navigating my way around."

"Were they nice to you at all?" She asked with concern. None of her children dare to mess with family. Unless they want to loose their assign person. Jisabell looked at him. Just a normal vampire to her but she never saw his fangs. "Do you have fangs boy." She asked with a cocked brow.

"Well, they all seemed to be in a hurry most of the time to get somewhere, so I didn't want to waste their time," Arthur sheepishly scratched his head. When she asked about his fangs, he blinked. "Oh, yeah." He opened his mouth a bit. "But it's not a cuisine I fancy, unfortunately," he looked to the side with a dry chuckle.

"Don't speak royal Arthur, your seeminly a goofball for that." She chuckled. Looking at his fangs made her feel bad. He didn't have much though. Jisabell sighed and fixed her dress. "What were you doing around here?" She asked looking at her nephew.

Arthur smiled a bit, noticing that the mood had slightly shifted. "Well, I was still looking around since I wasn't quite sure of the whole castle yet, so I was working on memorizing it again. Then I was going to head to the town to buy some sweets," he answered, shrugging.

Jisabell shook her head and looked at him, "Well buying sweets are what your always doing when you were little." She chuckled. Arthur was her nephew but she remembered the tragedy that happened not long ago. She bit her lip. Jisabell remembered her poor son and how her dirty husband of hers made him loose his true love.

"Ahaha, I'm surprised you remembered such a small memory," Arthur waved his hand, then his smile fell a bit. He noticed her pondering a bit and said, "Well, I must be going, Auntie. Take care, all right?" he bowed.

"Okay Arthur, good luck and dont get in trouble." She smiled opening her arms for a hug. She knew he was old but she always felt safer with family around. Jisabell just will get her revenge sooner to rule the kingdom and push the king off.

Arthur was half-way getting up from his bow when he saw her arms outstretched towards him. "...Yes, Auntie," he hugged her back, then bowed again. "Your Majesty." Then he walked out of the ballroom, heading outside.

She smiled and walked out also. Arthur will soon regain a throne sometime. Jisabell will promise him what he wanted. She will do anything for family. But it will never happen if she pushed the king away. Her life was up and down but her mind was spinning.

Alexandra could feel the heads turn to look at her and the whispers as she entered the room. She knew she appeared the opposite of what a King would ever have on his arm. She wore a dress styled much like the one's of the Indian dancers who had visited two years ago. The dress was a pale pink on the top half and a deep magenta was the skirt's colour. Her arms were bare aside from the fabric which covered her shoulders. A long slit in the side of her slim skirt exposed a large portion of her leg. Yes, she felt quite like one of the exotic, beautiful, Indian dancers. Her hair was braided simply to the side, but it was now a deep, flaming red. She knew this idea was dangerous, but Alexandra had never much cared what people thought of her.

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Mellonie entered the ballroom wearing a golden dress with blue bows, her brown hair piled in curls. She felt so out of place here, so unnatural compared to these women who looked beautiful without any try. She saw a girl who she knew slightly, her dress something from another culture. She decided to busy herself with the banquet.
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Alexandra made her way through the ballroom, head held high. She knew the King would never make a pass at her when she looked like this, her hair as red as flames, her dress as scandalous as it was. She nodded at a few people she recognized, a cat-like smile on her pink lips.

Alexandra sighed, reclining against a tall pillar. While everyone was talking about her, no one was particularly talking to her. She played with the ends of her thick braid, picking at the ends which were splitting apart. While she enjoyed everyone spreading the rumors of her scandalous outfit and sudden hair change, it would be an incredibly dreary ball if she never spoke with anyone

Alexandra noticed another woman, probably around her age, watching her. She gave her a sharp nod, giving her the lookover as she did. Sighing, she turned back to face the stage, watching the Royals enter and be introduced

Alexandra continued people watching fidgeting with a small, silver ring on her finger. It had been her fathers as well. She tried to keep at least one thing of his on her possession at all times.

Alexandra waited for the King to announce it was time for the attendants of the party to one by one adorn the stage and introduce themselves. She could not wait to see the King's face, and then ignore him as she focused on one of the princes, although which she could not choose just yet

Isabel had watched with awe as the carriage had approached the castle. She knew she was gaping at everything but she was unable to stop herself. She had never seen anything so fine before. "Miss Colette, it's beautiful!" She whispered to her employer.

As Colette stepped out of the castle and walked into the ballroom, her skirts swished behind her and she smiled pleased. "It is quite lovely, isn't it?" she agreed. "It appears as if the Royals are still introducing themselves. We have a bit of time."

Melody entered the ballroom, late. She saw girls waiting to do something. She brushed her bangs out of her face and looked at her dress. A white dress that was simple and exquisite in her taste. She even had a white Lily in her hair just for the sake of it. Melody looked different with her white dress and the others were just wearing Victorian.

"What do you think they are like?" Isabel asked Colette. "The Princes are all very handsome and so is the King." Her eye had been caught by the second Prince in line. She wondered what his name was and hoped that they would be able to approach the stage soon.

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Mellonie saw a girl from town whom she recognized and smiled politely at her. She didn't particularly have any friends. Those who she used to be friends with had all married and continued on her lives, and here she was, still attending balls

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Melody smiled sat the girl she always recognize her. Everyone recognize her as seafood girl. She looked at the stage and caught the prince who dressed badly. She knew his name started with a j, but it seems like she couldn't figure out. Melody walked towards the girl looking for the piano. "Hi.." She whispered slightly and she looked around for the piano she was suppose to be playing.

The Impala wrote: ""What do you think they are like?" Isabel asked Colette. "The Princes are all very handsome and so is the King." Her eye had been caught by the second Prince in line. She wondered what his name was..."

"Yes they are, do you fancy any of them particularly? They all look rather different from each other" Colette spoke. Something about the first prince, the heir to the throne, seemed incredibly familiar

Denver {The Ice Queen} wrote: "The Impala wrote: ""What do you think they are like?" Isabel asked Colette. "The Princes are all very handsome and so is the King." Her eye had been caught by the second Prince in line. She wondere..."

Isabel looked at the line of Princes and the Princess once more. "I like the one standing to the left of the Princess." As she looked closer at the Royal family, she noticed that there seemed to be something different about them. They all seemed to dread being there, despite it being their ball.

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"Hi" Mellonie replied, her gaze cast at the floor. "How are you today?" she asked politely as she was taught, "I really do wish I'd brought my violin, it would make much more entertaining." she said, thinking of how the prince from the day before had watched her so closely as she played

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"Well, I suppose once they are finished speaking we will have to go introduce ourselves" Lady Colette said smoothly. She was so used to setting such as this one, for she frequently had to attend them among her duties.

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"Oh sorry for being rude, I'm suppose to be playing the piano..." Melody answered keeping getting glares from the princes. She especially gets glares from the guy that might have the name of Jack. She wasn't so sure, "you play a instrument also?" Melody asked finally crossing her arms.

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Isabel nodded to Colette. "There are so many pretty dress here" she said in awe. Suddenly she spotted a woman with bright red hair and low cut dress with a slit in the side. "Miss, look at her dress!" she whispered to her shocked. "It's so improper!"

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"Yes, I play many" Mellonie replied, "Music was very important to my mother, it is easier for me to answer which instruments I do not play rather than which I do" she smiled sheepishly, hoping the girl didn't think she was bragging. The way Mellonie saw it, her natural musical ability was the only really good thing about her

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Colette looked over at the girl of which she spoke, "Yes, her style does seem very...different. Foreign perhaps?" Colette said cooly, "As a Lady of the Court, one learns to judge silently, and to never spread gossip" she said, her voice as smooth as silk

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Isabel bowed her head, properly chastised. "Yes Miss Colette." She now knew that it would be improper to talk about things she found shocking to her employer that should would have to her twin. She had to remember that she was here to work, not to gossip.

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Melody nodded, "My father played in church and taught me how to sing and play. I'm replacing him today." She sighs. "Well good thing you a virtuoso, Ah! I spot the piano, I have to play the play one in the beginning!" She motions her to stay and she hurries up to the piano.

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"Do not fret, Isbael. One of the benefits of working to me is learning a proper ladies etiquette" she said simply, patting down her skirt."Tonight is your first ball, yes?" she inquired gently, in an almost motherly tone

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Mellonie sat and waited patiently. In all honesty, she was very jealous the girl had been asked to play. Music was her nature, she cared about nothing more. Not that she would ever speak these words aloud. She secretly wished the red-headed prince from the day before would ask her to play

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"Yes Miss Colette. Mother and Father were not going to let me come. Ever since my twin..." Isabel trailed off there, a lump forming in her throat. Though it had been 14 years since Sybil had died, she still choked up thinking about her sister.

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"You have a twin?" Colette asked, turning to look at the younger, "My apologies, I would have invited her to join us if I have known" The Lady of the Court said sincerely, her perfect lips forming a seemingly perfect frown

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Isabel shook her head sadly. "She could not have come Miss. See, when we were six we had pneumonia. I got better but Sybil.... Sybil died Miss Colette." Isabel did her best to not cry but a lone tear sneaked its way out of the corner of one eye.

Colette took Isabel's hand in between her two gloved ones and patted it gently, "I am very sorry darling, I didn't know and I didn't mean to upset you in any way" she apologized sincerely

"It is all right Miss." Isabel said, squeezing Colette's hand. "I have been without Sybil for many years longer than we were together." She quickly brushed away the tear from her cheek with the hand that was not held by Colette. Crying at your first ball. Good job Isabel thought.

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Melody looked up from her constant playing. She will have to finish her last song. Looking up at the boys were just making her make a few mistakes. Melody looked at the Mellonie girl. She seemed like she wanted to play. Well it wasn't Melody's fault that her dad had several gigs tonight. Her white dress was trailing behind her and her brown hair didn't look perfect. Melody decided to just look down.

The Impala wrote: ""It is all right Miss." Isabel said, squeezing Colette's hand. "I have been without Sybil for many years longer than we were together." She quickly brushed away the tear from her cheek with the han..."

Colette let go of her hand, and handed Isabel a fan, "Use it to hide your tears, darling" she suggested in her gentle manner, still keeping an eye on the royal family. As she took a deep scent of the air, her eyes widened. That scent...they were vampires. All of them.

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Mellonie adjusted her short white kid-gloves and let her eyes drift lazily up to the stage where the princes stood. While that was why her parents wanted her here, to look pretty and be swept up, she knew the chances of her ever looking as pretty as the girls here were slim to none