Arabella took in a shaky breath before heading down to the ball room. Her flawless reflection did not match the mess on the inside. She was nervous. She stared in the mirror at her long curls that cascaded down her back. Her dress was a beautiful hand-made, floor length gown. The soft yellow glowed on her. The flow of the dress made her feel free and not restricted to movement. At least I will be able to kick his ass if I need to. He is Verendian after all. A loud knock jumped her out of her thoughts as Aidain walked in. "Did I say you could come in?" Arabella snapped. "Hey I at least knocked! Also, you look nice for once. Is it because of a certain princeee." Aidain teased. "Ughhh I don't even know what he looks like!" "Well if you don't want a super mysterious, most likely hot, prince I do!" He proclaims while hopping belly first on Arabella's bed. "Aidain! Get up you're going to fuck up your clothes!" Arabella pesters as she tosses a pillow at him. "Ugh fine lets get this over with" he groans as he gets up and links his arm with Arabella's.
The doors to the grand ballroom slowly opened as Arabella stepped through. All eyes were on her. She heard a few soft gasps and tightened her grip on Aidain's arm. The ball was in full swing. People from all over Elysia danced and swayed in flashes of blue, pink, orange, colors Arabella had never wven thought of. Oh my god. I think I might throw up. Arabella thought as her and Aidain made their grand entrance into the ballroom. The ballroom was massive with tall white ceilings and intricate gold designs. Queen Aliana and King Adrian made their way to Arabella. A tall man Arabella never seen before trailed behind them. He looked dark and the sight of him made Arabella's stomach churn. He must be King Volt! Arabella thought in awe as they approached her. "Ahh darling you look amazing! I would like for you to meet King Volt of Verendus." Queen Aliana said with a wide smile. "Oh uh well its nice to meet you!" Arabella said hurriedly. "The pleasure is all mine Princess Arabella," he said as he bowed down to kiss her hand. Arabella felt the heat hit her cheeks instantly and focused her gaze elsewhere. What her gaze landed on made her breath hitch. A young man about her age was leaned against the far wall. He was tall and muscular. His green eyes pierced her own as he swept his black hair out of his face. Who is he? King Volt followed her gaze and with a smirk proclaimed, "Ahh. I see my son has caught your eye, dear Princess. Varian! Come meet the beloved Princess Arabella!" Varian looked at her with a gaze so sharp Arabella nearly fainted, but she would never let anyone intimidate her. Especially a random prince who probably has his head so far up his a- . "It is a pleasure to meet you Arabella." Arabella met his cold hand and chills took over her entire body. Keep your cool. He's just a guy. "Same to you. I am pleased to welcome you to Elysia." Queen Aliana gave her daughter a sly smile.. "Arabella why don't you show Varian around?" I am going to kill her. "Oh um yes of course! I would love to." Arabella rushed towards the door with Varian on her heels, temporarily breaking his hard face with a small smile no one caught.
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Love Born From War
FantasyArabella was next in line for the throne in her beautiful kingdom of Elysia. Arabella never wanted the title and was quite the rebel, but on the other hand, Prince Varian of Verendus always followed his fathers rules. Their kingdoms have waged war f...