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Prompt: Masquerade AU

When Evie was saw the poster, she was once again filled with joy. The poster stated that the prince was holding a masquerade ball to find a bride. This was her chance to find her perfect prince, her happy ending!

Her father had passed away while she was a child, a rich merchant who had a decent sized home. Evie had a step sister, but her mother never permitted Evie to see her, believing her sister was someone not worthy of her attention, so she lived alone with her mother. Although her father had been wealthy, her mother wanted Evie to be the perfect house wife to lure in a prince, making her cook and clean the house with little to none servants.

She was currently walking in the town market, looking for dress materials, walking into the general store, wanting to check on the fabrics she ordered. Evie walked into the small shop, various items on its shelves. There was only one other person in the shop, a brunette man looking at jars of different jams, "Hello, I'm here to see if my fabrics came in."

The man turned around, he seemed about her age and only a little bit taller than her. His hair was well kept, glasses on his face. He blushed and stared at her, she looked back, "Hello?" He shook himself out of it, "I'm sorry, I'm not the shopkeeper. He'll be back in a few moments, he just asked me to look after the shop for a bit."

She tilted her head, "I haven't seen you around before." He nodded in response, "I've just moved to this town, I'm the new school teacher. It's nice to meet you." He held his hand out, and she shook it gently, she was about to say something but was disrupted by the door opening.

The shopkeeper came back, "I apologize about that, my son missed a delivery. Thank you." The man with glasses smiled, "Not a problem, I guess I should be going now. Have a nice day. Sir, miss." She watched him leave, him giving her a smile before closing the door behind him.


Evie had met the man several times after, her curiosity growing. He liked to talk about his students and various topics, she was amazed by how much he knew and had questions of her own. She learned how to read and write, but hadn't gone much farther than that, her mother wanting to focus on being the perfect wife.

He was also a gentleman, asking about herself, holding doors open, offering a hand, and things of the like. They only met occasionally, but she found joy in meeting a new person that wasn't her mother or her three other friends. She was currently buying thread, her dress for the upcoming ball almost complete.

She was looking at the various threads, wanting to pick the perfect color. The door opened, and she heard footsteps stop right next to her, "How's the dress going Ms. Evie?" She looked up at the face talking to her, it was the school teacher. She smiled, "It's beautiful, and almost done. I'm sure it will wipe the prince off his feet."

He smiled back, "I'm sure it will, all of your dresses look beautiful." She tilted her head, "Are you picking up a new book? Or some supplies?" He shook his head, "No, I was on my way home, and I spotted you through the window, I just wanted to say hello. Excited for the ball?"

She nodded urgently, "This is my fairytale moment, to get the prince to fall in love with me and get my happily ever after. It's going to be wonderful." He hid his sad look behind a smile, "Well then, I guess I should let you get to it then."

They waved each other goodbye, and she watched him leave the store. He stopped at the door, and looked at her one last time before leaving.


It was finally the day of the ball, the day Evie had been waiting for. Her blue gown had gotten various compliments, her mask matching it perfectly. She had arrived a bit late, her mother fretting over her, the prince already mingling within the crowd.

She was standing off to the side, looking around at the people dancing, seeing the happy looks on their faces. She pouted, wanting that look on her face. Her pout soon disappeared, a tap on her shoulder. Her eyes were met with beautiful green eyes and an outstretched hand, "May I have this dance?" She smiled, and placed her hand in his, it was warm. They walked to the dance floor, the new song beginning, they moved perfectly together.

Evie was enraptured in his eyes, they were light green, like the sea on a bright day. They were also gentle, looking at her, not being drawn anywhere else. They stared so much at each other, they only noticed the dance was over when they heard clapping.

They paused, clapping for the orchestra, he whispered into her ear, "Would you like to accompany to the gardens?" She nodded, and he offered his arm. He led her out of the castle, the evening air hitting her. The masked man noticed her shiver, placing his jacket onto her shoulders. "Thank you."

The two sat down on a bench, the moon bright above them. She looked up at the stars, "It's beautiful, isn't it?" He was staring at her, a small smile on his face, "You are." Evie looked at him, blush rising on both of their faces. He stuttered, "I-it is. It's a very pretty night." Evie failed to hide her smile.

They talked about various topics throughout the night, he made her laugh. Evie felt a joy blossom in her, her stomach filled with butterflies. They stared at each other, the moonlight illuminating their faces, and soon enough, the bells were ringing.

It made them jump, and he checked the time, "It's getting quite late. I apologize for taking up your time." She shook her head, "No, I enjoyed our time together." He smiled and kissed her hand, "I guess this is my time to go."

She stood up with him, "Can't you stay a bit longer?" He shook his head, "I have business to attend to. Until next time, my darling."


It had been a whole week since the ball, and finally her happy ending was coming. They had put up announcements that the prince and the members of his court were searching for a girl. When she had heard, she had immediately started preparing, getting new material, cleaning the house, making her new dress. Evie had made sure to stay home, in case her prince came at any moment.

She was in the middle of stitching her latest design when she heard the horses trotting. Evie nearly sprinted down the stairs to the front door. Her mother stood nearby, "Evie, hurry along. It's time for a new castle!" She smiled, and there was a knock on the door. They opened, revealing a pair of green eyes.

But, they weren't the pair of green eyes she was looking for. These ones were darker, and also reflected her disappointment. He frowned, "She had purple hair. You're not the girl I'm looking for, I apologize."

Her mother scoffed, "Purple is too bright, draws too much attention. My daughter is perfect for you." Evie immediately stood up straight, not wanting to disrupt her mother. The prince looked over at her, "It appears we're looking for different people. I hope you find them."

The brunette prince gave a polite bow, and she curtsied back. Evie watched him mount his horse and leave, her mother's rants dissolving in her mind as she wondered who was the person she met.


Evie was in the market when she saw a flash of familiar green eyes. It was only for a second, but she knew, it was him. She dropped everything and went after him, wanting to confirm her thoughts. His change in pace indicted he knew that she was following.

He turned a corner, trying to get away, but was only met with a dead end. He panicked, turning around and looking her in the eyes. Those were the green eyes, the ones she stared into at the ball, and the ones she's had several conversations with before, "It's you."

The man in glasses stuttered, "W-who? I don't know who you're talking about." She shook her head, "No, you know exactly what I'm talking about." He sighed in defeat, staying silent, and she continued, "Why didn't you tell me? W-where have you been?"

His eyes bore into hers, "Because all this time, you were telling me that you wanted a perfect prince, and a castle with a million rooms. I can't give you that, I barely make enough to support myself. I'm just a school teacher. I'm just...me." Her eyebrows scrunched together, conflicted. Her mother had always wanted her to marry rich, to be provided for the rest of her life. That's what Evie thought she wanted, to marry a prince, now she didn't even know what she wanted.

The brunette took that as a sign of rejection, slumping his shoulders, looking at the ground, and walking away. Before she realized what she was doing, she grabbed onto his wrist, "Wait." He turned around, his face full of curiosity and a bit of hope.

There was a pause between them, Evie's hand wrapped around his wrist, feeling the warmth she had experienced the night of the ball. She hadn't experienced this type of warmth before, it was new and exciting. She then realized she was still holding on, and let go, "I don't know what I want." He frowned and his eyes flickered down, "I understand-"

"But I would really like to find out. I would like to get to know you." He looked up at her, his eyes roaming over her features, she blushed, "Like your name?" The man chuckled, "I guess I never did get to telling you that." He stretched out his hand, "Hello, I'm Doug."

Evie looked at the hand, wondering what she was about to get into. She then grasped the hand, ready for something new, "It's nice meeting you, Doug." He smiled, and she felt her own smile forming. Doug held onto her hand, shooting tingles through the both of them.

Evie didn't exactly know what the future had in store, but she did know she really wanted to find out.

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