You are a young commoner, you dont have much title, money or land. But you do have you got. Your farm, small fish pond, and small cabin. So you didnt really care.

Until you got a letter in the mail, from the prince himself. He sent letters to all ladies of the land to come to the ball, to find a queen. You were even shocked you got a letter.

You dont have anything fancy, but you do have a decent dress to wear and go have some sort of fun. Im sure he wont even choose you.

Right?.

The night of the ball. Everyone was chatting. Laughing, females preparing to get "chosen" by him.

While you were standing off, sipping your drink.

The announcers go off "all ladies form a line!" he yells

And they do.

You were 17th in line, silent as everyone seen the prince walk in

He look around going down one by one. But stops right at you, looking down at you.