The people sang, danced and drank as they celebrated the Christmas Eve. You saw their grinning and pleased expression as you slowly walked down the stairs.

The young prince, the one you were betrothed to was waiting for you in the middle of the stairs. He bowed down at your presence and held your hand as he lead you down the stairs.

Soon you reached the bottom of the stairs, the noblemen and noblewomen gazes at the new couple with a smile and grin on their faces, noticing the mistletoe above the couple's head.

The young prince also noticed this as he lifted his head to look up. He then gazes at you with a small smile. "My lady, may I have the honor to share a kiss with you?" he softly spoke. He pulled your gloved hand close to his mouth as he softly gave it a peck.