The ball.
670 Words
Marcella and how brothers were back from hunting and swimming. She was laughing happily until her father ruined her mood.
" Thank God you're back. The Ball's about to begin. Go get dressed." Her Father said .
" Ball? " She asked confused.
" There's been a slight change in your schedule for today. So yes a ball in a hour. " The king said and left.
" I f*****g hate balls. " She cursed.
" Stop cursing princess. " Nicholas teased and they laughed. " Go on. Go get dressed before father dresses you himself."
Marcella grumbled as she came down from her horse. " Stop grumbling dear." Her mother said walking towards her.
" I wasn't mother. Mother would you mind helping me picking a dress for the ball? " She pouted.
" Sure. "
Marcella was already dressed and awaiting the guards to come take her to the ball. She was wearing an emerald off shoulder ball gown that was styled with gold fringes along the chest. She packed her hair in a messy bun and wore her tiara.
" Marcella. " She heard her brother knock at the door and she stood up.
" Hello prince Ethan." She smiled widely.
" I'm here to escort you to the ball." He said.
" I thought it was supposed to be Marcellus. " She said with a slight frown.
" He's with his betrothed tonight. " He said and she made an oh sound.
She walked with Ethan to the entrance of the ballroom where the royal family stood waiting for her since they couldn't go in without her. The royal butler announced the arrival of the royal family and everyone bowed their heads in respect.
The king and queen sat down in their respective seats while their children stood beside them. They weren't allowed to sit until they had danced with at least two persons.
" Let the ball begin." King Marceau announced and everyone cheered happily.
Marcellus danced with his betrothed since he had no other choice while Nicholas also danced with his betrothed because he loved to dance with her. Marcella and Ethan were the only ones left and they stared at each other.
" Guess we'll have to dance together till we find partners. " Ethan said and took Marcella to the dance floor. They danced for some time until the first dance was over. Now they had to change cos two people from the same family cannot dance in this second dance. It was slow dance meant for lovers.
" Mind if I cut in?" Prince Edgar asked with a smile.
" No." Marcella scoffed.
" Dance with him. Father's watching. See you later baby sister." Ethan whispered and left.
" May I have this dance, my lady?" Prince Edgar bowed.
" Of course." Marcella curtsied and they began dancing.
" She looks beautiful, doesn't she? Our only daughter finally agreed to dance with a man. I hope she likes him." Queen Jasmine said staring at Marcella who was dancing with Edgar.
" I hope so too." The king sighed but all hope was gone when they heard a commotion.
" Marcella what happened?" Marcellus asked rushing to where she was.
" I was only trying to talk to her." Edgar defended himself.
" Talk to me? You call what you said talk?" Marcella yelled.
" Marcella calm down." Marcellus cooed.
" What's going on?" King Marceau asked.
" I'm sorry my king but I'm done with my duties for the day." Marcella said.
" Your daughter insulted me. Me? The crowned prince of Sunset." Edgar boasted.
" Marcella apologize." The king said.
" I won't apologize for a wrong I haven't committed." She said rudely and her father gasped.
" Princess Marcella you are confined to your room until you learn some manners young lady."
" My king...."
" Guards escort the princess back to her room immediately." The guards assigned to Marcella escorted her to her room while the ball continued.
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