Princess Florence is too carefree for her own good. Rejecting every courter her parents set up for her, they settle on the charming Prince. James Barnes.
Though he's real easy on the eyes, he's a complete and total stickler. Rules this. Rules that...
As he leads me away from everyone I bite my tongue. How had so much changed in so little time?
"So, you are not upset about our kiss?" He asks
"I suppose I still am"
He rolls his eyes. "May I admit something as well?"
"Go on" I nod
"I too find your presence...enjoyable. You amuse me. You defy everyone who so tells you what to do. I imagined myself paired with an obedient woman. But, I enjoy the challenge you provide me, much more"
"This surely will not end our bickering"
"Of course not, Princess" He smiles
"I grant you full permission to call me by my first name"
"I must say, Florence fits you splendidly"
"And James fits you quite well"
I try to hide my smile and he gently nudged me.
"Shall we return? To get prepared for the ball?"
"We shall"
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(Peep Eloise)
My Father and Mama lead me into the ballroom. It was my first time ever going to a ball, as I had just become of age. It was magical.
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I notice James around the other end and I glance to my feet.
"Is it your first time?" He asks, walking toward me
"What?" I ask
"Your first time attending a ball?"
"Indeed. I turned of age only two months ago."
"You have just only left leading strings" He scoffs
