Rhythm of the Room

Hmm

"End of discussion", a pale woman raised her voice, "you're going to that ball". Her son, Killua would argue but it's no use, what his mother had said was final.

The young prince was having a ball tonight to pick someone to court and possibly make his bride. Killua was interested in being married to the prince but his parents instructed him that going to the ball wasn't just to get a chance to marry the prince but something that nobles did. He wasn't much for the social life of the kingdom, that was more up his parents and siblings' alley.

But this ball was different, only one person from each household could attend, preferably someone of around the same age. Killua tried to convince his parents to allow his younger sister to attend but they were sure he had a better chance. At least at balls, there was good food and wine.

XOXO

"Are you ready for the ball, honey?", a ginger woman asked. She was ironing dress clothing for the big night.

"Of course", her nephew Gon seemed excited, "I'm happy for Zushi, he may find the love of his life tonight", Gon and Zushi were good friends and had been since they were small children. Zushi invited Gon personally to serve as a good friend and give good advice to the prince. Gon wasn't going to the ball to find love but it would be fun to dance and let loose.

XOXO

"Mother, I'm not wearing a dress", Killua had just finished a bath and was only in a towel. He looked at the blue ball gown his mother held in his face a look of mischievous in her dark eyes.

"This is the only thing I have", she shrugged, "so it's this or nothing, but you're still going". He took the dress and shooed her out of the room, God what did he do to deserve a mother like this.

He quickly put on the dress and looked in the mirror, his reflection couldn't be him. He looked so small and fragile, maybe the prince would overlook him for a young woman with a larger presence. He opened the door to see his mother stand on the other side, she smiled at the view in front of her. "You're sure to grab the prince's attention now", she spoke.

"I hope not", Killua's voice was dull and dry, "because if I turn him down he'll order all of us to be killed"

"Kil, that's not funny", she scolded.

"And I'm not laughing", he pointed out.

XOXO

"You look handsome", Gon's aunt complimented as she fixed his bow tie. It was getting dark and almost time to make his way to the castle.

Gon went out to the stables and picked out a horse. He mounted the domesticated creature and made his way towards the castle.

When he arrived there was a multitude of attendees, dressed in their best clothing, many women wore eye-catching jewelry and exquisite dresses, just for a chance to be seen by the prince. But one attendee had caught the honey eyes' attention, porcelain skin in a simple yet elegant blue dress. White curls were unkempt but also fascinating, but blue eyes looked so unimpressed. But the ball just started, that would hopefully change.

XOXO

'There's a lot of people here', Killua thought to himself, he wondered came of his own free will and how many were forced like him. He looked around the ballroom and noticed the way most of the attendees were dressed, 'free will', he concluded.

He quickly scanned the room, blue eyes sparkled at the sight, the wine table. He grabbed a handful of the blue fabric and quickly made his way to the table to grab a glass of the maroon liquid.