Chapter 7-1

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Standing in his room, Stefan was getting ready for the ball. He was wearing his tux. It was getting late and he has to be with his mom to invite guest. He went down to his mom. She wore her favorite designer ball gown and was looking amazing. She was in the hall talking to the prime minister. The prime minister is around in his late fifties but look amazing in his age. Along with him was his wife who is the legal lawyer of our palace. His dad was sitting in the arm chair looking terrible ill. He went straight to his dad and kneeled before him.

“Hello dad,” he patted his hand. He smiled weakly at his son and kept looking around. The king had been ill for many days and doctors were trying hard to keep him health.

Stefan stood up and went straight to his mom. When they saw him coming towards them, the prime minister and his wife excused themselves and left them alone.

“Mom I think dad should be taken in. He is ill,” Stefan looked worried.

“I know that darling. But his presence is important now. Just few more minutes we will take him,” she smiled at her son lovingly.

He nodded and went to greet his guest. Everything was beautifully arranged. All the black and red combinations were amazing. He knew that Sam needs guidance so he wrote them on her paper when he left her in the dinner hall. But when was about to enter his room last night, he saw her walking lazily and weakly. If he hadn’t come to catch her from falling down she would have hit the ground.

She looked tired and pale after doing the whole arrangement. He carried her to her room and called one maid to change her dress. Before leaving her room he wrote a message and left her. He turned around to catch the glimpse of her but she wasn’t there in the room. His eyes traveled to Edward who was at the bar talking to his friends. He walked to them and involved in their conversation.

 He was talking to Edward and other friends when he spotted her. She was looking stunning. She was wearing long strapless simple red dress with simple jewelry. She was walking down the alley looking worried. She looked the same during their prom. She was more beautiful than that.

“She looks gorgeous,” he heard someone saying that. Even his heart said the same.

He was still watching her,” yes she is lovely,”

Their eyes met but he broke the contact when he felt hands over his shoulders. It was Edward. He then realized that he was talking to him. He ignored him and started talking to his other friends. Stefan went away from him and began to talk to his other guest.

 He saw Edward walking towards her and took her hand. They walked straight to the bar where he gave her something. He knew very well that it would be water because she doesn’t like drinking.

……

“What? You don’t like drinking,” Edward looked shockingly at her.

“Yeah,” she smiled at him.

“Then what are we going to do now?” he made a worried face.

She shrugged her shoulders and started laughing.

“Excuse me; I will be right back,” He left her there.

She couldn’t believe she was here until the evening when Lucy came with a box and an invitation card. The queen wanted her to attend the ball and she gave her a dress. She took the juice glass and started walking towards the couch when somebody called her in shock. She turned to see Noah. She felt so happy seeing him that hugged him.

“You have changed. You look so beautiful,” he looked at her with wide eyes.

“Thanks but you didn’t change a bit. What are you doing now-a-days?”

“Hmm… here stands the great businessman,” he gesture by bowing. She laughed at him.

“Wow… that’s cool,”

“Yeah it’s cool. I have a fashion company in Paris,”

“You are living in Paris?”

“Yeah,”

“That’s amazing,” she smiled at him.

“Ladies and gentleman, the royal is ready to begin. May I please present you our own Prince Stefan and Miss Elena,” the announcement was made and everyone clapped.

The lights were made dim and the soft melody was being played by the musicians. Sam watched Stefan and Elena dancing together. She has just saw Elena once in the news and now she saw her in person. She looks beautiful in her strapless red ball down with a sweetheart neckline. Her hair was kept loose with thin clip on her hair with ends were made into curls which came up to her waist.

“Do you with whom he is dancing?” he looked at her knowingly.

“His bride, Elena” she frowned.

“Did you meet her?” he raised his eyebrows at her.

“Not yet, you?”

“Yes, she’s fine,”

She saw them dancing smoothly and smilingly as if they are in love. She felt jealous and wanted to leave when Noah surprisingly asked her for dance. He asked her so sweetly that she couldn’t say no. They started dancing on the floor. Noah has been her friend since the day she met Stefan. She always considered him as her big brother. They danced until someone asked Sam for dance. She went on dancing with many known and unknown guest and finally she came in hands of Stefan.

They looked at each others eyes while dancing. They danced the same way they used to dance. Though his hands were on her waist she still feels the electric current between them. She neither talks to him nor did he. From the corner of her eyes she saw Edward and Elena dancing.

No one interrupted them so they danced until it was time for dinner.

“So how was the dance?” Noah interrupted her.

“I enjoyed it,” she shrugged.

“Good, even me too,” he said and continued eating the dinner. They sat together enjoying the company of each other. She was about to leave the hall when she saw the King in the middle of the wall.

“Hello Sam?” Someone called her from behind. She turned to see Elena. She stood their smiling at her.

“Hello Miss Elena” Sam greeted her.

“Oh no just call me Elena. The queen told me about you, the ball is so amazing. I really liked it,” she expressed herself excitingly.

“Thank you,”

“I am so happy to meet you finally; I hope you can meet outside someday. I will talk to Stefan, he won’t mind” she began to plan. Sam worried what would happen if she goes out with them.

“I…..well…” Sam stammered thinking to herself of any escape.

“Okay I have to go but we will meet some day,” she waved and walked away from her.

Sam sighed in relief.

only if she could refuse later..... she thought.

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