Chapter Thirteen: The Prince Dances with The Princess
Now that The Prince had asked me personally, there was no other option left for me but to accept. I had to face The Prince while I took in the gaze of the surrounding expectations that the two of us were destined to meet. I felt silent pressure from The Prince. For the time being, it was set that The Prince saw me at the ball. It would then be strange if I nominated someone else as my dance partner instead of The Prince. I can’t make such mistakes.
In response to the teacher’s signal, The Prince and I gently took hands and stepped forward. His lead was skillful and polite. As I said earlier, I wasn’t good at dancing, so I left The Prince to handle it.
“It was at the ball The Prince saw Ella,” I thought to myself as I pictured The Prince and Ella dancing as we did. A handsome prince and a beautiful princess, they surely appeared artistic together. Their appearance fascinated everyone; anyone would be convinced they were destined for each other. Those two were the protagonists of the story, and I was a mere bystander.
At least, that was how it was supposed to be. But here I was, dancing with The Prince as though I were Ella. I still couldn’t believe it. I gently raised my eyes, and all I saw were the gentle gaze of The Prince looking at me.
The lilac-colored eyes, which were beautiful as jewels, reflected me. That moment, I was conscious of how impatient my heart became. It was strange. I was just a bystander, a supporting character. Originally, it shouldn’t be possible to dance with a Prince like this. I was supported by The Prince when I was out of tune, and my legs were tangled.
“What happened? Is something troubling you?” He asked me in a whisper while supporting me. He was so sensitive to my modulation.
“Because it is so funny..?”
“I’m not like Ella–!”
I wasn’t the fateful partner of The Prince. I wasn’t as beautiful as Ella. I wasn’t loved by everyone, like my sister Ella. I can’t be The Prince’s partner.
When I looked down, The Prince’s hand gently touched my shoulder. He also gently hugged my body and quietly whispered in my ear.
“The one standing is in front of me right now is you.”
My heartbeat made a loud noise following his words.
“In a sense, we are fated to have this dance. Don’t you think so, Florina?”
Again!! If the Prince thought it was fateful, he could at least get my name right. However, thanks to The Prince’s consolation, I woke up a little. Although it doesn’t help to whine, I knew I was not the type of girl who was princess material. So, until a person who was suitable to be The Princess appeared, I had to play the role somehow.
“Thank you, Prince Francis, I am fine now.”
“No, it’s quite alright. Let’s resume the practice.”
I regained my thoughts and took another step, following Prince Francis’ lead.
“Great! As expected, His Highness, the Prince and Her Highness, the Princess appears to be beautiful together.”
When I suddenly noticed, the Countess was overjoyed and applauded our performance. It was a good performance from my teacher’s point of view. With a satisfying expression, The Prince softly whispered to me,
“Maybe Florina, if you were in public, you won’t make a terrible mistake.”
I heaved a sigh of relief. That was good, but I wasn’t sure if I could say it was a fair evaluation. However, if I passed the test, that should be okay, shouldn’t it?