You were the daughter of queen Alora, and king Apollo. You were their daughter. you knew everyone from your kingdom and neighboring ones as well, prince, commoner, king queen, you knew them all. You were the light of everyone's world ironically you always wore blues, blacks, whites, golds, silvers, reds, never anything else, so it was very ironic that you were called "the symbol of light" you had a ball that night hosted by your parents so you can see the suitors coming by. So you got into a blue and black ball gown, with a hourglass bodice and the top cupid bow'd. The top was black with glitter and it faded into sapphire blue. In your hair were to hair clips that were silver with sapphire stones, and a sapphire necklace.

September, 06, 9:45 pm

You were at the ball dancing with the familiar suitors, none caught your interest. Some weren't tall enough. Some were not handsome enough, some were jerks, some were suck ups. None of them were perfect. You were dancing with a short suitor when all of a sudden you felt someone take you hand. Someone you didn't know. A prince you didn't know. You didn't recognize him. He was a prince. You could tell by the crown...but nobody in that room...in the palace recognized him "Care for this dance Mon chéri"