Swan Lake

Chapter 9

It was magical, the night was unforgettable to her mind, the sound, the music, the laughter of the people tricked through her ears around as she smiled towards the young prince, talking with such enthusiasm, they had never gotten lost interest from the their whole conversation, easily gotten the fond towards each other, she admit, having a prince for a company wasn't as bad as she think he is

Everything he would find interesting words, he would then chuckle, showing off his charming sharp laugh, it sounded as amusing as the Huntsman does

Her smile suddenly stopped as soon as the young huntsman suddenly passed through her thought

Hold on...

Why was she even thinking about him..

She was already with the prince, but..

She couldn't help but to turn around and search for that man...

The Prince noticed her sudden silence for a moment

"Something troubling you milady?"

Coraline blinked her eyes to stop herself, she chuckled

"I supposed you were occupied with other things?" The prince asked, and he was right as the young lady had quickly took a curtsy for her to leave

As much to her relief, the prince respectfully accepted her reuqest and eventually let her go to take her own business

She better take her head to calm for a while....
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     The party may be a moment of lifetime for the young Swan Queen but as for him it was too much for his own comfortance

That might even the reason her prefer the sound and the calmness of the forest

The forest had been his place afterall....

Wybie couldn't able to look to stay longer inside the ballroom, he instead swept away from the crowd and roam inside the palace's portraits to calm his head until he was able to go back from that horrid noise again

Eyeing each others of the frames, down to the paintings of the royal family amd relatives, he stopped at a very odd painting upon as the prince on his childhood years had been interact with a little girl on the painting

He rememabered how he Arthue omce told him that this girl was his dearly closed friend from a neighboring country along with her missing cousin

A girl with a familiar red hair and light blue cerulean eyes

His eyes widen for he had seen that such face before

"Lady Winifred?" He whispered as he lookaed at portrait even closer to check one last time

"You seemed to be occupied ay something, Huntsman?"

Startled from the sound coming from the doorway, the Hunstsman quickly averted his gaze from the portrait to see the woman standing in curiosity, he smiled as soon as he noticed the familiar face

"I was just, trying to fend off my thoughts from the party.." he weakly turned his back towards the portrait in silent, he had forgotten on what he was doing and walk towards the another portrait

"That portrait...was that, the Queen?" She asked, founding her way to stand beside him watching every parts of the golden frame in detail

The two of them ended up stood at the largest painting of the royal family

He nodded his head "beautiful isn't she? He's just like his mother..."

The woman nodded her head in agreement