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She tried her best to ignore his assumptions but apart of her felt as if he might have been right. Alex just wanted to let her mind free for at least today. Maybe a part of her did feel more open to this look because he said something but thankfully he didn't tease her further. He continued on to quote Shakespeare and she wasn't shocked when he rose the book title. He went on to question if this was really what she wanted...

"O, she knew well Thy love did read by rote, that could not spell. But come, young waverer, come go with me, in one respect I'll thy assistant be;
For this alliance may so happy prove, to turn your households' rancour to pure love." She blushed, unable to stop herself until she was forced to look away. "My old mistress couldn't read herself but she loved plays...she took me once but I only saw bits and pieces because I was constantly getting her things." She didn't mind though, for a puppet show was also taking place not far from the theatrical experience. If Alexandria had any true pleasure at all, it was puppetry. If only she could show him... "Do not worry, it is my job to make you happy..." She looked back at him finally and smiled softly, albeit shyly. "B-besides...friends usually take in eachothers likes in order to have fun together right? I might learn to enjoy reading, now that I can do it for pleasure."

She watched as his eyes lit up when he looked at her. Why was he so interested in her? She didn't understand how someone with so much entitled to him actually allows himself these useless pleasures. It was nice to know that he found her 'quite amazing' though...

"If I told you I wasn't human, would you still keep me around?" It was an odd question but her true race was directly connected to her ultimate pleasure, if he really wished to understand her interests he would have to know. "I have the body of a human, but my blood carries a different magical compound that absorbs my humanity in return for something, a power." She looked to him, wanting him to know everything, he had been so trustworthy and loving towards her. He deserves to understand everything about her in her entirety.

"I have the ability to fabricate souls inside of inanimate objects, puppets, dolls, even stuffed toys. I can give them a piece of my own soul and allow them to live life as my puppets. I am what is currently known in todays society as a puppetmaster. My greatest interest is performing...with puppets." She was blushing and looking down at her dress as it covered her feet from her vision. The only people who knew about her lineage was the Duchess and a few of the owners of her petshop. She was known to be quite rare which jacked her price up quite a bit. In todays society different races of magical creatures are being accepted every day but it's never hard to find someone who hates change and difference...even if it's slight.

It was nice to hear him accept her but when he left she couldn't help feeling so vulnerable. He didn't explain much to her but it didn't take long for someone to approach her. It was the same older woman from earlier and in her hands was a novelty teddy bear clad in a big bright red bow. She said something about wishing to see Alexandria's power and gave her the bear to keep.

The blonde nodded and soon she was with many of the others in the ballroom cleaning. She held the bear in her arms close to her chest and looked down to the floor which reflected her face faintly along with the black eyes of the bear. She was much more accustomed to controlling multiple entities at once but this could be useful. She lowered her hand to touch the bear's chest softly and a string as clear as air fell from her index and attaches to it. Then she released the bear into the air and he floated before her suspended in midair. "I'll name you...Rolando...would you mind helping me?" She outstretched her hand and he flew off with a small token and some bottle filled with cleaner. He went to town on the highest of windows and all of the nooks and corners of the ballroom with ease. She could clean the room herself if she wanted to but...this was much more fun.

The small brown ball of fuzz used an experienced hand on every surface like she would've herself and each servant that watched her couldn't help but open their mouths in awe at her talent... She still wasn't exactly sure why they were cleaning the ballroom but she wouldn't question it if Ceil was the one who needed her to do it...

Alexandria was blissfully living her interest until she heard the voice of her master calling her. She rose her arms and Rolando quickly came to cuddle with his new mistress after depositing his cleaning equipment. The ceiling and candelabra had never been cleaner now. Everyone was whispering Code C to eachother and moving around so quickly, far to quickly for her to keep up. She maintained her calm and followed her master's voice to the best of her abilities. With her dress furling in her haste she hurried to his side only to see him push his hand through his hair in utter stress. Everyone was running and carrying things and she looked to him with a smile, "Whatever it is, I'm sure you will handle it...I'll make sure I help you in anyway I can." She was endlessly confused but she wouldn't allow him to know that.

Maybe a part of her believed that if she was calm about something so strange then maybe he could feed off her energy or lack thereof. She rose a calm hand to his arm and kept her smile. She had to shift Rolando but she knew he needed something right now, if all she could offer was a touch. "Now please, what can I do for you?"

His head on her shoulder was another warmth she didn't expect but she did accept it. His question perturbed her. Was that what was happening? They were just having a ball? A party? She could handle that, perhaps even cater it if she was asked but he asked her to accompany him. It probably wouldn't be any different then when the duchess invited her to accompany her. She would be there for morale support like he said.

One thing did make her look away for a moment that felt like it lasted much longer. Did he wish to meet beautiful women like the Duchess wished to meet men? Was this ball an elaborate attempt at surrounding himself with other women? They were worlds away from any real relationship but...the young pet couldn't help but feel a tinge of awkward emotions welling up at the idea. Thankfully she was brought back to reality as the fancy male waltzed his way up to her and around her with his eyes scanning. "Of course Master I will do my best at your side...if that is what you wish." She then looked to the male and nodded. If it felt like she needed something more fancy than normal then she would gladly accept any attempt to make her natural unattractiveness at lease hide itself for the night. "N-nothing too explicit please..." She said softly, her cheeks coated in decadent blush.

"D-date!?" A soft outburst came from her pink lips and a blush assaulted her. Before he could even respond he was already gone and her new dress designer was before her with an expression of utter impatience. She is then brought into her room and stripped.

Clever noises resounded from the female as she scanned the young blondes body. She commented on how lithe her arms seemed and how cute they would be if shown off. Alexandria couldn't fathom the idea of her skin showing too much so explicit outfits were not in her repertoire. This didn't stop the designer from smiling as she slowly got the girls measurements. She flipped through a large book before turning to show the blond what her dress would look like. She said something about blondes always looking good in blue, and stars matching her eyes.

It was an awkward but magical experience that she couldn't really understand. She was no princess, she was no mistress! Why was she Ceil's date? Why was she being measured for a ball gown? Why was one being made specially for her? Her dress was quickly put back on and her dresser fled leaving her alone. She sat down on the bed and tried her best to think about the reality behind all of this. "Does he think of me as something other than a pet?"

Alexandria woke with a start that next morning and her hair was a stressed out mess. She had awoke to the clamoring of stylists cramming into her room! She hugged her chest and shook in latent fear as they looked upon her with shaking heads. They said something about girls getting up early and how disappointed they were but something about their tone was joking.

Next thing she knew she was in a large portable salon chair where her hair was being trimmed and her face was being touched up with everything they had on hand. They said she had a lot of natural beauty, and her pores were naturally small. Her nails were filed and painted softly after being cleaned. Naturally they told her she wouldn't be wearing any socks tonight in those slippers and she immediately found confusion.

The dress was brought in next and she was stripped rather forcefully before having to put it on. Finally she stood with the dress on, surrounded by their work and they couldn't be prouder of themselves. The stylists clapped for themselves and she looked away with a charming blush that seemed to make the dress animate. Finally they placed a small tiara-like head dress in her hair that shone in the sunlight coming from her balcony. She was beautiful...

She exited her room and found herself at the stairs in the foyer and everything must have paused around her. Pets all around her who had noticed her yesterday noticed her again with mouths wide open. She didn't look at them, she couldn't. If she did she would probably cry because of how simply inappropriate this was. Her arms were showing, she was being shown favoritism, she was being treated nicely...this was unfair and silly. She was a pet...not a princess. She noticed Ceil was down the staircase barking apologetic orders to people and with a sigh she descended slowly with her hand against the rail. Her back was straight and her attitude was like that of a queen who couldn't bother, it was as if she was made to be royalty. One thing about her though was the vast transformation, she was beautiful...

"Ceil..." She was still so calm. "A-are you sure this is appropriate..."