For Whom the Caged Bird Sings (MES & Yullian)

Lizbeth sat in back of the towncar sent to pick her up looking over the E-mail she printed from her computer for probably the millionth time. At first she believed it to be a hoax but when his messenger hand delivered the invitation for the Black Diamond Gala she knew it was no hoax. She saved her money and brought a nice evening gown and now she was just waiting for the car to arrive at the mansion.

Granted she was given an invitation to attend the party but she was going there primarly to sing. at least that is what she thought and believed.

Mark was one of the richest people in the area where he was, He had heard her singing a while back and decided thats she had to be his, so he went about getting her to come to him, so he set up this little 'party' to get her to him, he sent out only one invite and that is the one she got. The invite was set for about three days from now, He had to work fast, set things up and get the whole entire thing set up and soon, soon he would have here, he just had to wait.

The day had arrived and he was sitting in his study waiting for his people to tell him she had arrived so that he could go down and meet her, and give her a tour of his house, and maybe he could get a tour of her, this thought he liked but kept to himself, after all no one could know what he was going to do.

As the car pulled up the long driveway, Lizbeth looked at the great mansion in awe. As the car came to a stop in front, a rather dour looking butler stepped up to the car and opened the door. "Welcome Miss Lizbeth, the master has been expecting you."

Lizbeth nodded and headed inside the grand mansion and looked around. Was she too early for the party she wondered silently. Slender fingers brushed a strand lock of deep mahogany off of her caramel hued skin.

Mark Had the message that she was in the area. He slowly rose from his chair and walked down towards the meeting hall to see her. On his way he bumped into the clerk who let her in "She doesn't leave the building" he said and the clerk nodded.

Mark entered the room and walked over to her "Ah good your early, i can give you a tour of where you will be performing" he said offering his hand for her to shake before smiling, he had obviously made a good choice in his selection of her, she was very nice, but after tonight......

Lizbeth looked around the grand foryer of the mansion in awe. Granted she had been asked to perform at other luxurious locations, but this mansion took the cake. So enamored with her sorroundings, she jumped startled when she heard the host and owner of the grand estate enter.

"Ah good evening" She turned to face Mark. Warm brown eyes sparkled with delight as she took a step towards Mark. "My name is Lizbeth Stone. It is a pleasure to meet you" The buxum young woman was preoccupied with her host that she failed to notice the butler secure the door and set the alarm system.