Hero saw  the girl. He might be young but he was far from stupid. In fact he smiled even more flirtatiously when she gave him  a smile that was flirting and then waited. Dear lord...this woman was exotic and beautiful. And playfully flirty. Oh how he wanted her to accept. Yet knew at the same time...she may not. After all...royalty RARELY ever mingled with the Gypsies. And so he smiles as the song started. He pulled Melinda near and showed her to dance. Taught her the moves before she even realized it. He was a mystery to all and occasionally even himself. Yet he knew no reason NOT to chase after the one whom he truly wanted. And so...he made a plan. If she would not take the hand...then the hand would take her. Even if it was but momentary.<br/><br/>He merely smiles at Melinda and says. "You catch on fairly quicky young queen to be." he says. His gaze upon Isadora even as his gaze looked at Melinda. It was strange yet unique the way he was able to keep them both in his sight. He resumed his dancing and singing until the next number. Ironically...a tango piece. He flips and spirals through the air. Landing in front of Isadora. "This next number...I must insist upon that dance." he says. And easily and not forcefully yet insistantly guides her to the center which they had made their stage. And tango's with her. His skill beyond the level of expert. It was a master dancer and then some. He magics up a rose and puts it between his teeth. Making the whole tangoing scene that much more authentic. And then he ends with a small dip for her. And grins a mischievious smile. "Well now...you are as beautiful a dancer as you are beautiful." he whispers into her ear. Placing the thornless rose stem and weaved it into her hair. He returns her to where Melinda is. Taking Melinda's hand and guiding the 16 year old around. Letting her feel special...even if it was just for one more song. Then the song ended.<br/><br/>And as they were packing up for the night. They would remain for around a week. Maybe longer. And every day it would be a new set of music. A new series of songs. And a new mascarade of dances. And he of course would  be the star. After all...he was...the Gypsy Prince. Royalty yet traveling Gypsy. What better life could their be. And then one of his crew shouted out in English when the Romanian would not get his attention. "MY PRINCE! WE HAVE NEED OF YOUR ASSITANCE! THORIA HAS GONE INTO LABOR!" he cried out to Hero. Hero jumps up. Flips and lands on the tippy top of the fountain. Flips and lands in front of the woman. He starts giving orders and the men jump  to it. He kneels down in front of the woman. Aiding her through her delivery of her baby girl. He cuts the obilical cord and uses fountain water and a rag to clean the newborn babe. And then takes off his own cloak and wraps the little girl in it. And hands her to the woman. Standing up he wets a hankerchif and washes his hands clean. Not realizing the two royals had seen this.