ravishing ➳ zarry

alluring

alluring

adjective

[uh-loo r-ing]

1. very attractive or tempting.

2. fascinating; charming.

+ prince harry

"Tomorrow," I muttered, slipping into my suit, just to make sure it fit.

"Prince Styles, you look beautiful." Miss Stone stated, while I walked out from behind the folding screen.

"Do I look even more alluring than Prince Zayn?" I asked Miss Stone, who smiled.

"What do you think?" She ignored my question and walked came in front of me to fix my bow tie.

"I think, not." I shrugged. "Prince Zayn, is overwhelmingly enchanting."

"I think you are too, your highness." Miss Stone let go of my bow tie. "Should I put on some tea?"

I nodded. "That would be marvelous, thank you."

Miss Stone trailed out of my room. After she had disappeared, I changed out of my suit for the ball and put back on my regular suit.

I made my way downstairs and to the courtyard.

Sir Louis was there.

With Sir Liam.

"Your grace," I smirked, watching Liam who was talking to Louis, blushing crazily.

"Prince Harry, your royal highness." Louis bowed, and then came walking towards me. "Prince Zayn, is an absolute mess. He's so excited."

I exhaled heavily. "So am I, your grace."

Liam trailed behind Louis and gave me a look.

"Prince Zayn has gotten a custom made suit-" Sir Louis leaned in, and lowered his voice, "-I even heard everyone has been asking him if he'd like it changed to impress you."

I blushed, and Sir Liam cracked a chuckle. "To impress me?" I smiled. "Why, I am flattered."

Liam was laughing.

Sir Louis turned around. "And, why are you laughing, love?"

Liam immediately stopped laughing. "Prince Zayn cares,"

"Yes he does." Louis paused. "The way I care about you,"

I stepped back, leaving them some space.

Liam shooed me away, but I couldn't miss out on what was about to happen.

"Prince Harry, as I cannot tell you to leave, I might as well do this now." Louis sighed heavily and then smiled before stepping on his tip toes and pulling Sir Liam in by the collar of his shirt to kiss him.

I shook, my head walking away and when I had turned around, Sir Liam and Louis had disappeared into the courtyards garden.

I stayed outside for a while, taking in my surroundings, but more or less thinking of the absolute charming Prince Zayn.

"King Styles would like to see you, your royal highness." Miss Ross called, from the castle entrance.

"I'm coming, love." I scurried towards the door and followed her to one of the castle gardens where dad was sipping tea.

"Harry," He spoke, and I bowed down.

"Dad," I sat down across from him. Miss Ross disappeared back into the castle.

"Ready for tomorrow?" He asked, pouring me a cup of tea.

"Not by any means," I chuckled. "Marriage is a broad topic, dad."

"And your ready." Dad paused. "Your marrying who you want to marry."

I nodded. "I know, but.. Dad I'm scared." He handed me the cup of tea and I took a sip.

"Do you love him?" Dad asked, putting his tea down.

I didn't answer.

*:･ﾟ✧ a/n: okay, the ball is next chapter i'm so pumped a couple of new characters are going to be brought in and the ball is gonna be banging. actually i have no idea whatsoever what's going to happen, but story's ending soon. :0 // alexis.