After a long while of dancing, Monarch pulls out of the crowd and sighs, taking a break with a large smile.

Alek was speaking with a man off to the side, the man speaking about his daughter.

Monarch walks past him, not seeming to notice as she heads to the garden.

"She's perfect for you, your highness! She's a singer in your very own royal choir! She loves the piano and has always wanted a brother." The man holds to the prince's hand, grinning.

"Thank you for suggesting her. What was her name?"

"Her name was Sarah."

Alek nods. "Oh yes, I've danced with her. She certainly loved her shoe colors..."

A: (HAHAHA YES)

Alek politely excuses himself, moving outside for some fresh air. He leans against the railing, a smile on his lips.

Monarch walks through the garden, looking at the maze. She shakes her head and smiles. She walks to the fountain and takes a moment to listen to the water before singing softly to herself.

Alek walks around the garden, enjoying the calm of the night.

She begins singing and sits on the fountain, smiling and shutting her eyes.

Alek hears the singing and listens with a smile, he goes into the maze, trying to find the singing.

She continues and sings a bit louder, letting her open throat ring with freedom.

Alek finds himself stepping into the fountain area, smiling to himself seeing who it was. He folds his hands behind his back and listens, approaching the fountain.

She doesn't notice him and holds a note, smiling.

Alek recognizes the song, starting to sing as if it were a duet.

Her eyes open and widen with confusion at the added voice. She doesn't turn to see who it is, afraid she might get too embarrassed and continues singing with him.

L: (Listen to Willow by Jasmine Thompson... that's the song I imagined them singing)

A: And it is a beautiful song. It's Alek and Bridgette's song.

Alek moves closer, singing. He quiets down slightly, taking her by the hand and spinning her around.

She lets him guide her, and she continues singing softly, a smile spreading to her lips when she sees who it is.

"I wouldn't leave you
I would hold you
When the last day comes
What if you need me
Won't you hold me
On the last day, our last day comes~" He sings the ending, smiling and dipping her.

She stares into his eyes with awe. She smiles lightly and slides her arms around his neck.

The prince brings her back to her feet, looking into her eyes. "My monarch," he smiles lightly. "Who are you really..."

L: (OH MY GOSH A MONARCH IS A BUTTERFLY BUT IT ALSO MEANS RULER SO HE IS LITERALLY SAYING MY QUEEN)

A: (YAS)

She turns away and smiles to herself, her cheeks pink. "Someone special I hope..." she smiles lightly and her hand reaches for where the bird charm would normally be.

"You truly are a mystery..." he says with a small smirk. "I'll discover your secrets in time, dear monarch."

"What makes you so sure?" She looks back at him with a grin.

"Because," he says, his hands on her waist. "I'd have to bet you want me to find out..."

She giggles and leans against him, "You know me so well... and it's only been one night..."

"And I'll be sure to find you again." He uses the nose of the mask to touch hers.

L: (Aww like a wolf licking a baby's nose!!! You know those videos!)

She grins "Not if I continue avoiding you..." she looks into his eyes.

"I haven't let that stop me so far~" He holds her a bit closer.

"Hmmm..." she giggles softly as she lowers her eyes and whispers, "Perhaps I'm not doing a very good job at avoiding you... I'll have to try a bit harder..."

"I'd follow you to the ends of the earth if I had to..." he whispers in her ear, a smile playing at his lips.

She blushes and smiles a bit, her hair brushing against his cheek as she says softly, "The end of the Earth? I may not be going that far..." She slides her hands to his chest and gently pushes him away, "But I must leave..."

"Now? Dear monarch, where will you go to?" His hand stays where she was for a moment before folding behind his back.

"No where of importance," she says looking away from him "Though I do owe you the last dance... it would be cruel of me to refuse..."

The prince smiles. "If you would..." he holds out his arm for her.

L: (Oh gosh I'm scared about Timber.)

She takes his arm and curtsys, letting him lead her back inside.

A: (HEHEHEHEHEHE)

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A/N: HEHEHEHE TIMBER.

L/N: HAHA! ACCIDENTAL SPOILER!