The Queen and Her King

Lipstick Kisses

Brielle POV

-Three Months Till The Wedding-

Tonight is my parents' annual holiday party, something that's gone down for my entire life as I know it, and I so am excited about it! I mean a party is fun, a Royal party is even more fun if no old people are coming, and it is the first year that Harry gets to come which inherently has made the whole night so much better already!

Normally I would simply not dance or anything, especially once Harry and I got together, but now that he gets to come I am over the moon! I'm a little giddy about something in particular, the ballroom... the place that I used to run to get away will be lit up once again and... for the first time I get to dance with someone in that ballroom.

I get to dance with the love of my life in that ballroom.

When I was little, whenever I've been bored or sad I used to sneak out of my room and down to the ballroom to dance with an imaginary person, simply dreaming about the day I finally get to live out tonight! It sounds a little silly, but as a child I always dreamed of dancing with my prince, whether he turned out to be a real prince or not. Then there's something else... we still haven't picked a venue yet... I haven't talked to Harry yet, but I've always imagined getting married in that ballroom. I can see it now, an absolute fairytale coming true under the golden chandeliers, our big day... Ah, it's simply breathtaking to even think about!

But first, we have to get ready to go to said event, the party is always held in my parents' castle aka my childhood home which happens to be quite far from here. So Harry and I have begun getting ready two hours before the party actually begins, I phoned my mom a while back and asked if we could spend the night there since the carriage ride is rather tedious and she said we could stay the night in my old room. I'm kinda excited to be able to spend the night in my old room, I haven't even been in there in forever and hey, I'm sure Harry will love snooping around all my old things and such.

Harry and I were getting ourselves put together now, any makeup or hair we were doing first before putting on our formal wear. He was rather excited about the party when I told him about it, he said he's quite excited about seeing my old home and having a ball in general. He's only months away from becoming a prince after all, so now all the older people that will attend will have to see him as such.

Gods... I'm most excited about dancing with him though.

I had secretly bought a really lovely red gown to wear, just for Harry may I add. I mean I love the gown, but I may or may not have matched with him on purpose for this event. He's started matching with me a lot, so I told him for this event to stick to his favorite shade of red so I could match with him, but I didn't tell him that I was going to match with him just yet. I want it to be a surprise! The dress is gorgeously flowy with a long skirt, but I can only imagine dancing in it.

I put on some light and more natural makeup except for some ruby red lipstick that I ever so carefully applied without Harry noticing just yet and simply curled my hair and stuck a nice ruby and silver clip of sorts into my hair that matches the Celtic knot necklace I still proudly wear. While Harry was in the bathroom touching up his eyeliner, I made a break for our closet to grab the dress in question. I really want this party to feel like Harry's introduction to becoming a prince, so I will be accommodating my outfit for his special liking, I don't mind one bit since he loves what I wear every other day, but today needs to be special.

I slipped my smooth legs through the silk-like material and brought the dress up onto my shoulders. The dress was a dark burgundy red with a strong plunging neckline and a leg slit, a favorite combination of mine, It had long sleeves and the skirt drug on the floor ever so slightly, but cinched in at the waist with a thin belt. I straightened out the skirt as I looked in the mirror and contently smiled, I think I look quite good if I do say so myself! I heard Harry begin to put his things away and looked towards the bathroom door as it opened,