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get your drink. I had an accident." I set his glass of wine down on the bedside table. "Are you here Young Master?"

       A shape stirred from the shadows. And out walked the Young Master. "Sorry I didn't answer you. I was caught up doing something." He stiffened and looked at my hand. "What did you do."

      His question caught me off guard. Nobody cared about what ever happened to me. "I was getting your wine when I dropped the glass, slicing my hand in the process."

      "I have this special drink that will help heal you right up. If you want to try it."

      "No thank you. I will be fine." As I turned to leave he spoke.

      "Alright then. Your being difficult. How about I just order you to drink it?"

      I smiled at him. "Then I will just have to drink it."

      "Wait right here." He walked into the bathroom, coming out a few minutes later with a vial in his hands. "I want you to drink this." He tossed it to me.

      "May I ask what this is?"

      He shook his head no. I opened the bottle and downed it. It tasted slightly coppery, but in a good way. "Now I want you to lay down on the bed and sleep until morning."

      For some odd reason I felt a strong need to listen to him. I did as he said.

      The last I remember was him kissing my hand were the cut was.

      The warm glow of the sun was like a soft blanket on my skin. I wanted to do nothing but lay there and bask in the wonderful feeling it created. But I had things to do that needed to be done.

      I reluctantly got out of the bed and went to look for Kiva.

      He was know where in the house. Or on the grounds.

      I knocked three times on the door before entering. "Master, I have come to ask if you know where Young Master might be."

      "Yes. He went out to breakfast with a friend. In the mean time, I want you to decorate the ballroom. We're going to be hosting a very important ball this coming weekend. I want this ball to be perfect."

      "Yes, Master. Is there anything else I can do for you?"

      "No. You may go now."

Chapter 7

I was standing on the scaffold putting up decorations when one of my dusters rolled away. I tried reaching for it, but on the process I fell over the edge.

      I knew a fall from this height wouldn't kill me. But it was guaranteed to break a few bones. I waited for the moment of impact. But the moment never came.

      When I looked around I realized somebody had caught me. I jumped up. "Thank you for your kindness. But it was unnecessary." I turned to get away.

      But a handsome southern voice stopped me. "Heaven forbid if my mother ever found out I didn't help a lady in need. Bless my heart."

      I looked at this man strangely. "Thank you for the help. But I really must be getting back to work. Master will be angry if he finds out I'm not keeping to the deadline."

      The man rolled his eyes. "If there is one thing I hate the most, it's the men that dare to keep a humans as slaves. Nothing good ever comes from it."

      This man obviously didn't know who he was talking about. "Pease stop talking about my Master like that. He is a kind man that gives me food and a roof over my head. Now please go. I don't want any problems."

      The man nodded. "Alright ma'am. But I'll be seeing you later." With a grin he was gone.

      I could only stand there for a moment before getting back to work.

      "Will you come here for a moment Florencia?"

      I walked into Master's study. "What can I do for you Master?"

      "Like I mentioned, I'm going to be hosting a very important ball this weekend. Some very important people are going to be coming. And a friend of my son's requires a escort to this ball. I want you to escort him."

      I stood there dumbfounded. "Are you sure?"

      "I would not have told you to do something if I did not mean it. Now go to the library, Kiva waits for you there."

      "I take it my father has told you about the ball he's throwing."

      "Yes. I was setting up the ballroom."

      "He told me that. He asked me to take you to get ready. It's going to take the rest of the week to prepare you. If we wish to get everything done in time, we need to start now. What do you say?'

      "Of it pleases you."

      Kiva nodded. "Alright then. Well start with the dress shop then."

      I gasped for air as the lady tightened to strings to the corset. "Are these things normally so tight?"

      The lady laughed. "Yes. They need to be. Women often wear them to give themselves a great figure. But you my dear don't need one. You have an exquisite figure."

      I didn't know how to respond. "I can hardly breath. Are you sure this is going to be acceptable?" I fingered some of the silk between my fingers.

      "Quite sure. If you wear this dress, no man on this earth will be able to resist the temptation you offer."

      "I don't know what's so tempting about me. I'm mundane in every sense."

      "That's where you're wrong Miss. I can name several things right now that aren't mundane about you."

      I turned and saw the man from earlier. "What are you doing here?"

      "I came to see what you would be wearing to the ball. This lady is right. You are very tempting I that dress. And you are going to be the prize of the ball."

      I shook my head. "There's nothing special about me. I'm mundane."

      "No you're not. You have eyes that would have any man take a second look. The shape of your head would fit perfectly in the hands of anyone. A figure that women would kill for. Not to mention your lips. I bet with a single kiss you could have any man do your bidding. You are a dangerous prize."

      I blushed. "Thank you for your kind words. But I can not accept them."

      "Why not?"

      "Because I'm already going to the ball with another man."

      The man grinned. "That man is going to be very lucky to have you by his side."

      "I guess."

      He tipped his head. "I have you be going now. I'll be seeing you later." He said as he left.

      "You already said that."

      Only the sound of his laughter could be heard. "Would you like me to get the young man you came with?"

      "Yes please."

      When Kiva walked in, he immediately stopped and stared. "Is there something wrong?"

      "Not at all. You look absolutely beautiful in that dress."

      "Thank you. But do you think I can take it off now? It is uncomfortable."

      "Of course. After this we'll grab some lunch. Then we need to head back so we can start the dancing lessons."

Chapter 8

 

When Kiva walked in, he immediately stopped and stared. "Is there something wrong?"

      "Not at all. You look absolutely beautiful in that dress."

      "Thank you. But do you think I can take it off now? It is uncomfortable."

      "Of course. After this we'll grab some lunch. Then we need to head back so we can start the dancing lessons."

      "When ever my father holds these kind of events, what do you do?"

      "I organize every detail of the party. From the number of napkins that are going to be needed, to hiring the valets. Then I stay in my room until the party is over and I clean up everything afterwards."

      Kiva looked genuinely surprised. "So you're the secrete behind the legendary parties my father has thrown these paste few years."

      "I don't know anything about legendary. Master tells me what he wants. And I go down to the tiniest detail to make everything perfect. I even think of things he would want at the party that he didn't mention."

      "That's what party planners lack these days. They don't think outside the box like you do. If the parties are as good as people talk about, things are going to be fun." He looked at his watch. "If we wait any longer, were going to miss the dancing lesson."

      I half frowned. "That's alright. These lessons are important. Food can wait until after." I got up. "After all, I'm to excited to eat."

Chapter 9

 

We walked into the ballroom. A stereo had been set up with slow music playing. "Are we late?"

      "No. You're right on time." I turned and saw the man with the nice southern accent. "I told you I'd be seeing you later." He had a boyish smile on his face.

      "You two have already met?" Kiva asked in question.

      "Yes. He saved my life."

      "She gives me to much credit. I was at the right place at the right time. I did what any gentleman would have done."

      I gave a small smile. "Since the two of you already know each other, there are no need for introductions."

      I was about to say something when the southern gentleman took me in his arms. "What you want to do is place your left hand on the outside of my forearm. Then take your right hand and place it in my other hand." I did as he said. "Good. From there I want you to do the opposite of my foot steps. I step back, you step forward."

      For a few minutes we stepped back and forth. "Now I want you to trust me." Before I could respond, this man had me spinning in circles so fast I thought my head would fly off. I couldn't help but laugh. "That's what I was waiting for. When you practice ballroom dancing, you want to have fun doing it. You can't be stiff, or you'll mess up."

      "I understand. But I have a question, why