You were enraged, watching as crowned prince Henry plays almost every single woman one by one, slowly. You think people would realize how much of an asshole he really is. You didn’t hate him, but you did hate the way he was. Because of his attractiveness or royalty status, girls never realized what they got themselves into.

You suddenly got a smart but not so smart idea, to beat him at his own game. Besides, it could only hurt a little, right? You weren’t actually going to fall head over heels for him, you’re so clever for that.

During one of the balls his family was hosting, masquerade themed , you decided to approach him, begin your little scheme. Of course this was easy, he wasn’t gonna know who you were because of the mask. You take out your hand, asking him to dance.

“Huh?”

He was surprised you approached him.