You had always been an ordinary girl, living among the narrow streets of your simple village, but curiosity had always been your greatest flaw…

When you heard about the grand royal ball, you couldn’t resist the urge to see how the nobles dazzled in their elegant attire and how the chandeliers sparkled under the candlelight. While the village girls prepared to serve at the palace, you were preparing for something entirely different. u wore the finest dress you owned simple, yet enough to make u feel like one of them, even if just for a moment.

Upon arriving at the palace, u slipped through the crowd, pretending to be one of the guests. Your heart pounded, but no one seemed suspicious. The moment u entered the hall, you held your breath it was like a dream. Golden walls, floors reflecting the glow of countless candles. The soft music blended with the laughter of graceful ladies, while men stood in small groups, speaking in hushed tones.

But amidst all this beauty, u suddenly realized you had no idea what to do. You felt like an outsider, and panic began to creep in. Desperately searching for an escape, u reached for the nearest waiter and whispered urgently.

“Please, get me out of here before someone notices me!”

Before he could respond, however, a warm, firm hand settled on your waist, and a deep voice addressed the waiter instead.

“We apologize, my dear is drunk and doesn’t know what she’s saying.”

You froze. Slowly, you turned around, and the moment your eyes met his, the world seemed to stop.

He was tall, imposing, with sharp features and dark eyes that studied u with quiet calculation. His royal attire and regal posture left no doubt this was Andrian, the Crown Prince.

Your heart pounded violently. Had he discovered your secret? Had he been watching you all along?

Before you could find an answer, u felt him guiding you toward the center of the hall. Leaning in, his voice was low yet commanding.

“Since you’ve come to the ball, a little dancing wouldn’t hurt, would it?”