Yo people, what's up? Oaky, so this fic takes place in medival times, hence Samantha and Daniel instead of Sam and Danny. Imagine a british lady reading this to you. Don't ask why, but it just sounds cooler. Enjoy!

Once upon a time, there lived two people with two very different lives; one a servant and the other- a king's daughter. But their lives intertwined one fateful night at a moonlight festival.

"Okay, here's the plan." Samantha whispered to her cat. "I'll crawl out the window, and you stuff pillows into my bed." Her cat blinked at her. She sighed in desperation.

"Cujo! Fine, I'll do both. I'll try to get back as soon as I can." This was her chance. A chance to be a normal pheasant instead of a princess. She swung over her head a cape of midnight black, and she quickly flung herself out of the small window and onto a large steed.

"Charge Abigail!"

And the black night soon enveloped both she and the horse in darkness.

He knew it was risky. Too risky, in fact. But he had to do it. Here, in the dark of night, was his chance to be- to be normal. Not a servant of a king, but a free spirit, roaming the night.

"Daniel, are you sure you want to do this?" He sighed on desperation.

"Tucker, of course I do. This is the one night I could actually be normal. Wish me luck!" With that, Daniel slipped out the window, the darkness enveloping him in darkness.

Samantha pulled back a stand of her hair, determined to make it to the moonlight festival. She yearned for it so many years, but her father had not allowed it.

"It is a commoner's festival," he had spoken so many times. "A place not fit for a king's daughter!" Well, she would prove him wrong. She was determined.

Daniel spat the dirt out of his mouth. It was terribly dusty in the dark forest, but it was worth it. It was worth seeing the moon shine brighter than ever before. Servants were never allowed outside the palace walls. Well, not anymore. Daniel would make sure of that.

Her breath caught in her throat as she saw the festival approaching. It was filled with eerie pale light that illuminated the night. A giant circle, which was in the midst of all the commotion, was for viewing the awe-striking moon. She had made it.

He gasped as he approached the giant circle. Not ever in his life had he seen something so spectacular. He looked up in awe and looked at the bright moon. It filled his soul with amazement and wonder, until he cast his gaze back down, and gasped. A cloaked figure, also took off its hood, and gazed at the amazement of the moon.

She had never seen anything quite like this. Sure, there had been plenty of magicians and performers and things, but this- this was amazing! It felt like her heart had been opened up for the first time. When she finally cast her gaze down again, she gasped.

The two stared at each other in shock. Neither of the two expected this. The king's daughter, and a servant, both filled with awe of the moon, should have never met. But they had.

"No," gasped Daniel, "You're- You're the king's daughter!"

"Shhhh!" said Samantha quickly, "I'm not supposed to be here, but here I am! And you-" she gasped. "You're just a servant! You're not allowed outside the castle walls!"

"But here I am!" he said. He held out his hand toward her. "Madam, may I have the honor of dancing with you in the moonlight?" Samantha stifled a giggle.

"You shall, uh-"

"Daniel. For now, sir Daniel. May this be a wonderful dance for both of us." And so, the king's daughter and a lowly servant, danced together in a sliver of moonlight. That ever so tiny sliver of moonlight bound together and entwined the two lives together, if only for a single night.

The end!

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