Autumn's POV

Prince Oliver saunters through the crowd of dancing people and his eyes lock onto mine. He smiles and walks a little faster in my direction. I get nervous because why is he walking over here? Why does he wanna talk to me?

He finally reaches the snack table and reaches out his hand, taking mine in his. He plants a sweet kiss on it and I blush before he pulls away. "It is an honor to meet you, my princess. I am Prince Oliver of Europe. And you, I presume, are Princess Autumn of America?" He greets me and bows like a gentleman. "Yes. A pleasure to meet you." I smile politly and curtsy. The queen and king couple's dance is still in place. "May I have this dance, mi'lady?" He half bows and extends his hand. I blush and grab his hand delicately as possible, trying not to let my nerves show. He leads me by the hand to the dance floor and we join in with the other couples waltzing to slow music. 123...123...123..Don't step on his feet. He smiles at my struggles, "Might I say, my princess, you are quite cute." I blush harder and look into his eyes. "Thanks..." I stutter and look away. My eyes lock onto his and we stare at each other in awe of the situation. We continue to walts and it's suddenly not as difficult. I'm snapped back to reality when I realize the music has stopped and I look around. Everyone else has stopped dancing and are staring at us. Both Prince Oliver and I stop dancing. I look for my mom and dad and find them staring also. Then everyone bursts into applause. I blush and realize I haven't let go of Oliver. I quickly drop my hands from his neck and he drops his hands from my waist. Then we the announcer says the royal family and royal guests are to make it to the dining hall.

Author's Note: Heyy guys I hope you like it so farr! Remember to comment and vote please! Don't be shy :)) !! Are you team Luke, team Liam, or team Oliver???