The Ball - Chapter 4

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You wake up drenched in a cold sweat as you see your sister Angelica waking you. "Wake up!"

"What? Where is he? Why are we on the ship?" You say then realizing that that incredibly sexy duck-like man wasn't there.

"Who is 'he'?" Angelica said in confusion. You replied with "oh just the man of my dreams... from my dream.". Angelica could hear your longing for him and said "Well he might be real.. you never know who you will find in London!"

Angelica ran off after hearing Peggy shriek "MY DRESS!". You decided to be normal and get up and get changed.

You grab your luggage as today is the day You would go to the ball. You and your sisters step off the boat looking at "the greatest city of the word" even though it could never top New York.

(Time skip
-Author)

A Winters Ball. You walk into the dashing castle ballroom, noticing the snack table and next to it a very orca-like snack.

Peggy yells out "Someone has a crush!!" Pointing in my general direction. You blush and in the heat of the moment yell back "N-NO I DON'T" and run off near the verge of tears when you bump into a very smexy frisky and loaded looking man.

"Hello Ms." he exclaims. "I'm so sorry sir" you say looking into his eyes. He sounds like a strong but soft man who would have a reindeer named Sven.

"It's no problem!" He says calmly "may I have this dance?" He asked making you look like a cherry tomato. "I'll take that as a yes!" He said seductively.

You didn't even notice it was midnight now until the clock rang distracting you from your dance. "I never got your name," he says smoothly in his elegant tea time accent. You reply with "y-y/n Schuyler". "That's a very beautiful name Y/N" he replied fancily.

"Want to get something to eat?" He asks you. "If you tell me your name!" You say cheekily. "Ok you got me, I'm KING GEORGE THE THIRD OF THE ENGLISH THRONE". You gasp and hug him knowing that he is amazing,handsome, sexy, and rich. You walk over the the snacks and get a drink. You turn away talking to a girl asking her if the cake is any good. You hear plop in your drink but think nothing of it. You drink your wine in a few minutes impressing George.
"I don't feel great, I'm going to head home.." you say starting to feel dizzy. "I can bring you to my spare room in the castle" he offers. You replied with "n- ok" you got interrupted by a splitting migraine. George picks you up bridil style and carry's your away.

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