The Forgotten Princess...

Crown Prince Regaleon

“He is more myself than I. whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.” - Emily Brontë

Alicia's POV

Then the music came to its final notes to a close and we started to slow our steps down until the music stopped completely. A huge round of applause was heard in the ballroom.

We stare at each other for a while before the cheers of the crowd got to us. The young man bowed in front of me and I gave him my courtesy returing his gesture with as much grace as I could manage.

“Crown Prince Regaleon Yosef Atsey of Grandcrest.” I hear my father the king beside me. “It's a pleasure to grace us with your presence today.”

“Crown Prince? ” I asked. That's why his name sounded familiar, he was one of the princes of Grandcrest. I knew that the royal family of Grandcrest have six princes fighting for the position of crown prince but I didn't know that they have chosen their Crown prince already. And to think that the youngest son was chosen to be the crown prince. As I know he was only eighteen years old.

“It's my pleasure to be here your majesty king Edward Von Heist of Alvannia.” He replied.

“You are really bold as the rumors had said. Stealing the first dance of the third princess tonight from her father.” My stepmother the queen just arrived on the scene. She was staring daggers between me and Regaleon, her eyes moved slowly from his face to mine. Her expression was cold and filled with bitterness that she did not even try to hide it. That made my heart ache a little.

“I am sorry. I did not know there was a custom here in Alvannia that the first dance of the princess should be with her father ” Regaleon said with a proud demeanor as of he was not really sorry at all. “I just thought that I would like to dance with the third princess so I asked her. I hope I did not offend you king Edward.”

“Hahah, not at all young prince. I know that the royal family of Grandcrest are known for their impulsive nature. I am sure you have been taken by my daughter's beauty.” My father said.

“Yes my king, we are indeed impulsive. We are sure to get what we want Regaleon said sarcastically.

I couldn't help but noticed that there was a tension between my father and the crown prince as they spoke. Their words were carefully chosen and coated with respect but deep down, beneath it all I can feel they were insulting each other.

“Crown prince.” A very tall young man approached Regaleon. He was almost as tall as the crown prince and had long dark brown hair tied in a pony tail. I see him whisper something in Regaleon's ear. He must be the prince's aid.

“I guess I have to cut this visir short. An important matter came up. I am sorry to leave early from your ball princess Alicia.” Regaleon was talking to me.

“It's okay crown prince Regaleon. I wish you safe travels.” I said to him.

“Thank you princess for letting me dance with you. King Edward, Queen Erica. I will take my leave.” Regaleon made a slight bow and went with his aid.

“Disrespectful young man.” I hear stepmother said.

“Now Erica don't make a scene.” My father said. Their country is still so much stronger than ours. Their military might is very big that we can't dare offend them directly.

“Hmph.” My stepmother turned to leave. She gave me a sharp and angry stare. I could feel the heat of her gaze before she passed by me.

ends POV

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Prince Regaleon and his aid entered a carriage and drove away from the castle.

“Your highness everything has been arranged and is according to plan.” The aid said.

“Very good Dimitri.” Regaleon said. They have something up their sleeve. I want to know what it is.”

“Your highness, about the third princess of Alvannia. Are you sure about this? Dimitri asked.

“Princess Alicia Roselyn Von Heist. Yes I never had second thoughts. You know that Dimitri.” Regaleon said with confidence.

“I understand your highness.” Dimitri bowed.

in the royal family of Grandcrest, a king having many wives was a custom. They spread their seeds and broaden their lineage but for a prince of Grandcrest to give a blue rose to a lady of noble birth or of royal lineage means he chose her to be his first and legal wife.

The first time Regaleon set his eyes upon princess Alicia, he felt a deep stir within him that he could look away. It was as if time seemed to pause. Seeing her platinum blonde hair fall in perfect waves around her shoulders and sliver eyes that sparkled like jewels, seeing her unmatched beauty. By then, in that instant he knew without a doubt that she was the one that must stand by his side as his queen.

Regaleon opened the curtains of the carriage and stared at the night sky. The stars were twinkling brightly. He remembered the silver eyes of Alicia that was shining under his embrace.

“Princess Alicia, I will surely make you my queen and stay by my side.” Regaleon whispered to himself.