Another day another function. She leaned heavily against her father's throne, and watched as he made his way through the throng of .. well, creatures. It was a little amusing, since he didn't so much have to make his way, as the way parted before him. She supposed it had something to do with people who didn't get out of his way dying. Many more of these functions, and she was going to stand in her father's way to see what happened. Garou watched her quietly from the shadow of a nearby pillar, not so close that she could feel him breathing or scent the rough smell of his fur, but close enough that it was only two steps before he could rip whatever was bothering her, into pieces. Sticking as close as she was to the throne, and with everyone busily fawning and bow-ing for her Father, She didn't fear their fate overmuch. She absently smoothed the cloth of her dress, and cast her eyes out over the crowd again. 'Where was he?' She wondered in the privacy of her own mind. "it's so very rare, that we get to see so much of your beautiful face, Princess." intoned a voice, much too close to her ear. Her head whipped around to find herself looking at a very tall, attractive, and somewhat arrogant looking male. She blinked a few times, while she cleared her thoughts, but he gave her little time for it. "another of your father's facinating gatherings. I had no idea there were so many different kinds of .. Things." Her eyes narrowed at him, and her posture, became dangerously cold. Some part of her mind, was wondering why Garou hadn't removed this imputant snot from her presence. " you may be very pretty," she barked at him, " but your manners leave much to be desired. These so called.. Things as you call them? Many of them have far better manners and breeding than you'll ever have!" "is that so?" his green eyes danced as he retorted, unable to hide the hard curl of his lip as it turned upward in a smile, that soon gave way to a bellowing laugh. " Oh Princess, if you could see your face!" Startled by the familiar comment, she focused hard on the boy.. his height, his sense of humor, and the way his voice always seemed to be laughing.. " Aro?" She asked tenatively, stunned. This brought even more laughter from the male in question, and Garou's rough chuffing laughter could be heard joining him a moment before he spoke. " told you, you cannot fool her for long." Aro, moved and clasped her hand in his. Still in shock she stared at them, they were long and oddly shaped for a human. His fingers curled gently over hers and squeezed her hand, moving his free hand to touch her chin, to draw her gaze upwards. "yes Princess. It's me. Care to dance?" Contents: A4 char Darla- Thorneworks Crimson Court- Moyra Leon di Castiglia ~ Sarsa - esha - Lucian Hair ~ Littlefox Dm's plant Mock's Dragon