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Stranger Watching
A young girl of age fourteen brushed her hair long wavy hair while staring out her castle window. She stared at the gorgeous crystal ocean as if she were searching for something. A knock came to the door. Immediately she bolted up and straightened out her white fluffy gown that had small sewn black flowers.
As she opened the door her maid Mandy clutched onto her dress and curtsied. Then spoke to the floor "your father wishes to see you in the throne room. He says it's important. You are to discuss things about your party, Your Highness." She curtsied once more and left.
The young one took a deep breath and signed to calm herself. When she opened the door and walked forward she noticed her father was dressed in a black silk robe. Long wide sleeves covered his arms up until his wrists. His hair was black as his hair went down to form a beard. Her mother stood next to the sitting king. Her hair like her daughters was wavy brown but was short and tied up. Her eyes the color of her daughters were sea green blue. She was dressed in a light blue dress with a star pendent that hung slightly lower than her breast.
"Ah so you are doing well!" he spoke with delight "We haven't seen you in two whole weeks and it looks like you've turned sixteen not fourteen!" It was true her face was not a face of a child but a woman's. Her lips curved into a smile. They were full bloomed and the color of a pink rose. Eyebrows thin and her eyes filled with compassion and curiosity.
The queen spoke next "Well if she does look older than she is tonight she just might find a suitor" She walked over to her daughter and cupped her delicate face in her hands and examined it. "Now scoot the guests will be arriving shortly. Is that what you're going to wear?". "Why you don't like it?" she said filled with disappointment. "No dear. I like it. You will always look beautiful no matter what you wear".
The ball (AN: Her b-day party) was more boring than she thought it would be. Her feet were aching from the dancing and her heels did not make them any better.
"I better take them off before I trip and fall to my death" she thought "but it's not very lady like. My guests won't miss me that much. Maybe I could just sneak off to the gardens for a bit". She found the perfect spot to cool her feet down.
In the garden was a bench and a fountain; it was the perfect place. She lay down on the bench and looked up at the sky that blinked with billions of stars. Slowly and carefully and gasping with relief she sighed. Along with taking off her shoes she reached for the pure white mask but to only touch it and retie it so it fit again. After thirty minutes or so her feet were as good as new.
"What a night if only I had someone to dance with out here" she thought "I'll just dance alone for a while". She danced in around like she would in a regular ballroom. Her bare feet moved to the rhythm of her humming. The dress she wore spun in a complete circle when she twirled one last time before she swore someone was amongst her. "Stranger can you speak?" she spoke with her back to the unknown person or the dead of the night.
Afraid, her back was to the stranger and the rose bushes. All was still except for the running water of the fountain. The stranger spoke "Aye but if I spoke while you were dancing you would have stopped. You would have stopped your graceful dancing. You would have not liked it if we knew someone was watching you." The person who spoke had a voice of a man.
She felt her checks turn color and her heart pounding to the sound of his voice. Then she replied to his compliments. "If I knew you were watching I would have asked you to dance". "No you wouldn't. A lady never asks a man to dance!"
"How do you know I am a lady?" smiling with comeback.
"Well you're graceful, you have breasts. Your voice is smooth and soothing. Plus your face is so delicate compared to a man's. You have long hair…" After he said that final word he stopped as she slowly turned around to face him. He was the most handsome man she'd ever seen in her life.
He was about 5'8 and she was about 5'5. He walked up to her took her hand kissed it and bowed. When he took her hand she felt a tingling feeling going through her whole body. When he took her hand he felt as if he would never take his hand out of hers. After he bowed and she with a small curtsied. Their hands were still locked together. His hands were big and tan compared to her pale delicate hand.
Noticing their hands he asked "May I have this dance?" Her reply was "yes you may".
As they danced peacefully rocking back and forth the young girl asked "I never got your name what was it again?" He stood starring onto her mask then into her eyes.
"I never told you my name and you never told me yours. My name is Daniel of Cont'e"
"As in the prince of Cont'e!" She slowly backed away starring in disbelief that a prince would just dance with anyone out of the blue.
"Uh yes? But please don't make such a big deal out of it"
"Big deal? Big deal! You're a prince! You're the most powerful royalist in this world! You're a wizard and a knight."
He murmured "now you're making a big deal" then he said so she could hear "What's the problem? Can't I dance with someone without being called royalty, prince, your highness? For once I would like to be like anyone else. And why are you making such a big deal out of this?" he said calmly.
Emily soon forced herself to stay calm. She made a big deal out of this because she didn't think she was worthy of his love. Wait what she was thinking! Love. They'd just met, she hardly knew him. But she felt as if she'd known him her whole life and she didn't want him to go just yet.
So in reply she said "I'm not making a big deal. Tired. That's all. I'm tired"
He walked closer to her as if he might kiss her. He grabbed her by the waist with one hand and pulled her to his side. A red rose appeared in the other hand. "Maybe you should retire for the night. It might be best. Tis' almost dawn soon" He gave her the rose and let go.
Right then Daniel felt as if his world would collapse at any moment. He felt like he lost something that was gained a few minutes ago. He soon shook it off but only for a moment till she spoke.
"Thank you. It is a beautiful rose that came from the heart." As she leaned in to kiss him on the cheek he turned his head slightly and caught her lips. Emily's heart felt as his it might break the second he stopped. Daniel's heart felt like it would break right through his chest. A few minutes later they finally broke apart to gasp for air. Emily let out a deep sigh of fatigue.
"You should go tis getting late" as he grinned at the site of her struggling smile.
"Yes. I shall go now. Thank you for the lovely night and rose" said softly
"You're welcome" he smiled to himself. He hadn't felt this happy in year. But now that happiness was leaving while she walked away. Daniel wanted to say something. Anything. But no words could come out.
Emily took off her mask as she walked slowly past the fountain and back to the trail that led to the castle. Soon the mask slipped right out of her hands as if someone had whacked her hand. The mask flew into the water and floated like a flower petal on a pond. Daniel still stood waiting for any words to come out of his mouth. But none came out. Instead of words coming out he ran to the fountain and with a snap of his fingers the mask came rising above the water and into his hands.
Her word was a small thanks. He stared into her eyes. Daniel felt as if nothing existed except her. He gave a quick breath of air on the mask and the mask was not wet anymore. As he handed it back to her, his gaze still on hers, he stared at her whole face not just her eyes but every detail of her head. Her eyes were beautiful and yet sleepy. She was too tired to even notice that she'd already grabbed the mask.
His heart pounded louder and louder and flushed a deep red. Daniel didn't know what to do except say "I must go too tis getting late"
"I do too. Well good night" she then slowly walked away as Daniel disappeared quickly.
Daniel soon came back "Wait! I still don't know your name" As his last word trailed off he soon found himself speaking to no one except the dead night.
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Was it true love and will they ever meet again? I promise it will get better just please help me out!