Watching all the others dance joyously, she couldn't help, but feel jealous as she saw her brother be twirled around by another man who seemed to be enjoying dancing with her brother. She humphed as she placed a hand on her cheek. Alone on this night was not something she was hoping for.
Here she was hoping a lovely prince would take her hand and dance the night away with her.
Sadly it seems her wish had been bestowed upon her brother.
She grumbled. Fate didn't seem to like her what's so ever.
Rolling her eyes across the room in boredom, she didn't notice the small hand that had been placed in front of her. It wasn't until the person spoke up that Bela returned to reality. It was a small girl, but how she stood gave off an air of confidence that Bela could not deny.
Her voice was soft when she spoke, sweet and cute she noted.
"Would you like to dance with me?" Bela looked around. Maybe this was her shinning prince after all? Nodding her head and taking the girl's hand, they made there way to the dance floor where she took the lead of the slow waltz that had slithered it's way to the orchestra.
Spinning and twirling around in circles, Bela wondered exactly what the girl's name was, it wasn't until the music stopped and they took a curtsey that she finally gave her name.
"It was nice dancing with you, my name is Liechie", Bela whispered out the name, it sounded nice. Liechie started to walk away, but before she could Bela grabbed her wrist.
"Wait!" She called out to the shorter girl. Liechie stopped and looked to Bela, smiling, softly asking a 'Yes?'
She swallowed hard and got the words out of her mouth that she was having trouble getting out.
"Would you stay?" she pleaded. Liechie smiled as she nodded her head.
They spent the night dancing away to the soft tunes of the orchestra, and sharing good night kisses with one another. By the end of the night, Bela had found her princess in shinning armor.