Saphire had finished playing the song and sighed. Then she tensed, sensing someone in the room. Thinking it was a maid or butler, or even the king or queen, she turned quickly. "I'm sorry if I'm not supposed to be here. I just saw the beautiful piano and I just had to p-." She paused and stared wide eyed at the person standing in front of her. It was prince Roy. This has to be a dream, she thought, There's no way he's really there. She stared for a few moments, waiting for him to vannish. She even blinked a few times. He was still there. His beautiful brown hair, sparkling yet dark eyes, and his wonderful smile. It made her heart react in a way she wasn't used to. She didn't understand what it was, but she felt that it was no use to fight it. It hurt, but.. maybe it was a good thing. "Roy? But you're supposed to be with the other girl. How much of that did you hear?" Her face was deep red. "Well.. did you like it? It was my mother's favorite.."