It was the night of the masquerade. People were laughing and talking in the middle of the ball rooms. Holding champage, eating caviar, and talking about lower class people or who will be the princes maiden.

You wanted to go, but your mother forbid it as she wanted your sister to get noticed instead of you, so they left without you.

Heartbroken and unable to go, you just sat outside your home poking at the ground with a stick. Until your best friend came to the rescue.

She brought you the perfect outfit and mask, you couldn't help but be thankful for her

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

The prince walked into the ball room, rhe seriousness on his face as he walks by. People bowing, girls giggling.

He sits, women get in line.

No.

Nope.

Never.

Ew.

Thats a woman?

Next.

Your sister was the last as she stumbles as she walked forward, Your mom facepalming herself.

Your sister bows and grins "Hello your royal highness, or should I say, lushiousness?" she said

He cringes at that, shooing her away.

Her aura changes "n no! Wait let me do anything!" she rushes to him, but she gets grabbed by your mom and dragged.

He groans "Is that all the woman?" he asks

The announcer nods. "Yes--" he gets cut off, doors opening and looks. Seeing you walk in