Recap: Luce wasn't just an angel of God but she was an angel of pure light and happiness. She made everyone around her happy. But in return I could not make her happy. But I vow to make her happy. And I will. And then maybe she will learn to love me again. I can only hope.

Chapter 6: Masquerade.

Lucinda POV

I slowly walked back to my little room. I walked slowly because I didn't want to leave this small slice of happiness. It was all I have left to remind me of my times in Heaven and of my times with Daniel.

As I Crawled through the window I noticed that there was a small blue envelope lying on my bed. I opened it and a small shower of sparkles exploded around me. I read the letter enclosed in it, it said:

'Dear Lucinda,

I hope you are having fun in your new home, and I promise to make it as comfortable as you wish all you have to do is ask. That is not why I wrote this letter to you though, I write this letter to you to inform you that there will be a Masquerade Ball tonight at 10:00 I will send Abigail to retrieve you tonight . Dress nice, and do not forget your mask.

Regards,

Lucifer.

I sighed and flopped onto the bed my arms spread out.

"What am I to do?" I said to nobody in particular. I glanced at the clock on the table beside my bed. It read 9:00; I had a little less than an hour to prepare myself.

I left my comfortable position on my bed, to look in my wardrobe to see what I could wear. There was an assortment of many beautiful colored dresses and matching shoes and other accessories to go with them. I opened the wardrobe further and noticed the huge range of the most breath-taking masks I had ever seen. In the end I decided to go with a silky dark blue dress with blue sandals, a dazzling necklace and one of the most magnificent masks ever. The mask was beautiful. It was a deep blue color and it was a normal shaped mask until it reached the eyes were it turned into a one sided wide dark blue butterfly wing.

Shortly after I finished getting ready I heard a knock on the door. I opened it to see the same bleach blonde hair and tanned Californian skin. I glanced at the clock; her name must be Abigail I thought to myself. She beckoned me to follow her and I did. We walked through hundreds of thousands of hallways and corridors until we reached a set of huge doors. Abigail pushed them open without hesitation. Inside was unlike anything I would have thought possible.

The room was light with bright, white lights making everything look even more magical than ever. Around me hundreds of ghost-people danced and chatted away aimlessly. But my eyes were fixed on only one person in the whole room. It was Lucifer. He was wearing glowing golden robes and a magnificent golden mask. He looked up and smiled at me, my heart fluttered in my chest. He flew over to me, his huge white and gold wings causing a slight breeze in the other wise stagnant room.

"Lucinda how pleasant it is that you have come." He exclaimed.

"Did you think that I would not?"

"Perhaps I have underestimated my own hospitality?" he chuckled.

"Unlikely." I muttered. Lucifer shuffled his feet uncomfortably,

"Would you be so kind as to dance with me, Miss Lucinda?" he asked brightly.

"As a matter of fact I would." Lucifer grinned happily. He took my hand in his and we danced. He spun me around and we sometimes danced mid-air. It was actually great fun. I was disappointed to hear the music ending, but as it did Lucifer lowered his face to mine as if to kiss me. I pulled away fighting the urge to kiss him back.

"I'm sorry." He said hanging his head.

"No I'm the one who is sorry." I breathed, "I shouldn't have come in the first place."

"No Lucinda…" but he didn't get to finish because I had walked off and began to find my way back to my room.