Prologue
Cerulean eyes locked onto the clock tower as the metronome rang its twelfth chime.
It was precisely eight in the evening and the young maiden could hear the sound of carriages and horses grumbling onto the hard pavement floor.
Her heart thumped as hard as her ears could ring, but she could not do anything about it.
Her eyes trails back to her two friends seated in front of her.
Their faces were dazzling and radiated with a delightful smile.
They could not stop giggling as they were excited of what is to come.
The maiden was simply amused at her friend's optimism; she could even learn a thing or two about their enthusiasm.
But how could she, it was a mistake after all.
On the other side, the mischievous young prince grumbled as his servants put him into the most ridiculous tunic made.
The only reason why he did not have half a mind to strip it to there's nothing left was because of its colour.
If it weren't for it being black, he would have thrown a tantrum.
Golden orbs glared at his cousin as the blonde just giggled non-stop beside him.
They were both forced into their clothing, despite his cousin being adequate about it.
The ravenette simply let out a sigh and looked back into the mirror in front of him.
He hated being pushed around by his father, but if this what he has to go through to be finally crowned as king of Radiant Garden, then so be it.
Both young adults let out their more exasperated sigh, both knowing that they had no choice but to endure what it is to come behind those ceiling-to-floor doors.
Their birthdays was a start, and only a few days to go before they are allegedly old enough to take the throne.
Yet, the only thing standing in their way was a partner to rule.
Both ravenettes placed their hands to their heart, praying silently to themselves.
"Lord, please let this be an unforgettable night.
A night, I won't forget."