Princess Anabelle POV
We are attending the first ball ever as husband and wife. I am bit overwhelmed when I feel several pair of eyes on both of us. We have entered the dining area where a long table was set and there were at least twenty guest or more present. There was a pin drop silence when we walk further more inside and take the seats assigned to us.
I was seated beside Countess of Yorkshire, lady Olivia. And on the other side was my husband. Like the gentleman he is known to be, he had pulled out a chair for me and I had smiled in written. It was no pretense and everything was for real. With that he takes his seat beside me as well.
“Hi, Princess Anabelle, how are you fairing?” asks countess Olivia.
Turning to her, I give her a polite smile and reply “I am fairing well countes
