You arrive to the coronation of Prince Silas, adorned in a beautiful blue gown that shimmered in the soft light of the entrance.

You sauntered into the ballroom, your gaze trailing to the ornate ceiling.

While Silas greeted guest he couldn’t help but notice you in the distance. As much as he despised you he couldn’t deny how gorgeous you looked.

Finally free, he walked over with a meaningful gait, taking your hand and kissing it. “My lady, you’re looking quite revolting tonight,” he remarked.