Once upon a debonair prince

PROLOGUE

" For beauty is

without form nor

finesse which

outstands not but

lieth within the

depts of one's

soul”

He was a boy standing there, alone. With reddish hair and a pair of sea blue eyes attached to his round face, setting across the hall rested on her. She was a remarkable thing he was sure and she was laughing. Laughing with the rest of the children. He was like them,a child,who was not liked by the others. He felt rejection and contempt towards himself. Maybe he should've made himself ill and wouldn't have come. Maybe he should've kicked and cried and say he didn't want to come, Lancelot might have mocked him but he shouldn't care. No one paid attention to him, after all,he was an ugly farthling.

Slow music played and words were only said in whispers and hushes. Nobody was to spoil the royal finesse that was being held. The ladies and women in silken gowns,fancy hats and soft gloves and the men in hats and coats, all did their best trying to outstand the other, leaving their pomposity to do the rest. It was all fancy and glamorous, everyone was. But he was an exception. He was fat,red haired and short. He was very frightful and no nice outfit could ever look good on him. He was out of place in this wide hall where toffs met and royals dealed on the other. He was a royal of course,an ugly one who descended from a line of handsomely royals. But he was nothing for nobody held him in high regard. They probably thought he was a maid's bastard who'd sneaked in to take a peek at the whole party and treats but no one disturbed him and he was fine at that.

His curiosity for the girl could not be avoided for such she was such a marvelous creature. Her auburn hair was combed straight to her waistline and her oval face was carved soo perfectly. She was different from him,an ugling with no tinge of perfection. Her presence was a big significance in this hall. He willed her to turn to him,to look at him,a nothing. She could ignore him but would be satisfied to have her notice him. He pleaded her in his sub consciousness to take a look at the grossly being that admired her and she did.

She turned to him and smiled. That little gesture killed him and tears formed in his eyes.

' Look away please,I beg of you, he pleaded but she didn't. Her smile broadened and the other children that surrounded her turned to him with mocking eyes. A brown haired boy whispered something to her ,with an evil grin on his face and she gasped. The children began to whisper amongst themselves. They were talking about him. His knees became weak and his hands shaked from nervouness. He'd expected her to laugh, pointing at him but to his disbelief,she frowned. She said something to them and they too frowned and each left with sharp wickedness. The girl started to walk towards him with an assuring smile which didn't assure. He took a step back and held the tears that threatened to fall again.

Don't let her see you cry

She stood afront him as drownsiness swarmed in him and his lips couldn't move. He couldn't say anything to this girl. Her dark green eyes looked intently into his sharp blue ones and she sensed his awkwardness quickly.

“ Hello red haired boy,how do you do?” She said with such politeness that shocked him. He didn't speak. He could not hold in any longer. Tears ran down his face and he wept. He cried shamefully as his tears blinded his vision. No one have spoken soo kindly but this fancy figure had and he was grateful. He was being carried off but didn't know where. He refused to open his eyes for fear of seeing a mockish grin on the face of his beloveth.

He wasn't worthy of such a thing. He was outcast,a low thing of no beauty. It was no wonder why the other children despised him. He should not have been born because a creature as him, without a thing of perfection does not belong in the world but is supposed to be thrown away. But he didn't want this beauty to despise him. He should explain to her that he was created as he was by God.

His eyes opened and he was nolonger in the hall. It was night and the moon shone brightly. Small arms that weren't his encircled his head and a quiet voice was soothing him...

“ Don't worry dear red haired boy, everything is going to be just fine ” He turned his face upwards to see her face and she smiled down at him,her tiny arms still around him. He too smiled back as the moon exposed her beautiful face.

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Yes,it would all be just fine,my dearest beloveth................

❤️