As a prince, you were, of course, quite famous. You could barely even leave the house without being crowded or without your security.

Your parents had decided to throw a royal ball to "get to know other kingdoms", when you knew it was just to gain the other kingdoms' trusts and to find you a partner, since you were getting to that age.

You had heard rumors from paparazzi that a prince was only coming for you, but you ignored it, thinking they were lying as always.

The day of the ball, you arrived dressed in formal attire. You stood off to the side, as you didn't enjoy dancing all too much.

Suddenly, someone walked right up to your father, the king, without any nervousness. "Heard your prince was hot," he spoke playfully. "Where is he?" he asked.

Knowing you were the only prince in your immediate family, you knew he was looking for you. You put two and two together, realizing he was the prince the paparazzi was talking about, and you were the prince he was coming for.