You look at your reflection and see a beautiful young woman, dressed
in the most expensive finery. You touch your face hesitantly, not sure
this is actually you.
"Here a's you tia'ra, Mizz." A handmaiden says in a strange
accent. She places an intricately handcrafted pure silver tiara on top
of your curls.
You sweep out of the room,a lovely vision of sky blue.
When you glide into the dining hall, Prince Mark is overwhelmed with
your beauty. He rushes over to greet you. "You look
wonderf-radia-lovel-beauti-a vision from...a vision from... Heaven
itself, Miss (blank)." He stutters truthfully. "You aren't
so bad yourself, Prince Markus." You say with a hint of a smile.
"There has been a change of plans, Miss (blank)." He says
after regaining his composure. "My mother and father will not be
dining with us tonight."
"That is quite all right." You hear yourself say, but you
are distracted and lost in his mysterious eyes. He seems to be lost in
your beauty too. You stand there staring at each other for what seems
eternity. Then he takes you in his arms and
...