Today was when the prince was going to find his long term wife. Your father was invited by association and not for the party’s intention. Your father was a greedy man. The only thing running through his mind is money. You were foreign anyway, you didn’t know anything about the royal business and how important the title of queens and kings were so he took that advantage.

Your father invited you to the party knowing you were oblivious to the whole ordeal. You and your father arrived to the party, he greets his old head friends and enters the beautiful scenery filled with many princes and princesses. You automatically grow bored from the small talk that people make around you. At this time, the prince is bored too and looks down at everyone from the throne. He then noticed you. Out of everyone that was dancing and having fun you were slouched and bored. Just like him.

He took your hand and guided you to the dance floor. Everyone makes way for the both of you, having everyone’s attention. Your father boasts from the sidelines and the woman that we’re supposed to be his wife are all furious. As you look up at him you’re growing the anticipation of something going wrong and he sees this.

“Pay attention to me. I’m here for you.”

His movements are fluid. You were never a good dancer but you eventually got the hang of it, feeling comfortable in his presence.