The ball your father held was more than fantastic enough. Everyone was constantly dancing around the ballroom as another piece by the orchestra was played.

You just happened to be where your enemy, Prince Florian, was. Florian immediately spotted you, as he was desperately trying to get away from something. He pulled you into the dance floor as you both started performing the Waltz. “Bear with me,” he growled. “It’s not like I wanted to do this in the first place as well.”