Introduction:

The Prince held out his hand and asked for me to dance. His blue eyes shined from the crystal chandelier glowing from the bright lights in the massive ballroom. I smiled widely and took his hand. His hand was soft, grip strong when he pulled me to the center of the room. My cheeks hurt from smiling. The Prince's parents had this ball for him to find a wife for him. His choice. And he chose me. I felt the envy from the women as they stared at us while we danced. I ignored the sneers and huffs from the background. He spun me once and our eyes met again. His hand trailed to my lower back and stopped. As much as I didn't want this night to end, it had to at midnight. I'm gonna enjoy every second.