Hey, Princess

Chapter five

Ariella's P.O.V:

I do love balls but I absolutely can't dance. I end up stepping upon toes which causes much pain to my poor partner.

Harry twirled me around in a circle making my dress somewhat poof upwards. Then he stops and I notice that he is cringing. I look down and notice my heel on top of his leather shoe.

"I am so sorry Harry. I have two left feet it is not in my ability to-"

He put his hand up to silence me. He walked away, his toes and his pride hurt. Within seconds, Niall was in front of me.

"May I have this dance?" He asks in his normal cheery tone.

"But of course! Fair warning, I cannot dance." I tell him as I accept his hand. Niall got very into the ballroom dancing. He twirled me around like a professional and dipped me backwards perfectly. He stared into his gorgeous blue eyes and caught a twinkle of happiness within it.

"May I cut in?" Louis said from the side.

Niall backed away and I graciously took Louis's hand. Louis was an equally bad dancer as I. We ended up with bruised toes at the end of the minuet. Louis laughed like a hyena when I kicked him in the shin and stuck my tongue out to act as if it were on purpose.

Liam came over and bowed low. "Majesty, may I have the pleasure of dancing with you?"

I giggled. "Yes Liam, you may." He also gets the pleasure of my stepping upon his feet.

It was a faster waltz this time and my feet were not controllable. Liam apologized profusely for having to go sit down after.

Hehe.

My Father tapped me on the shoulders and looked me in the eye.
"It's time." He said solemnly.
I nodded and followed my Father.

We stood at the head if the dining table and the stewards blew their trumpets to get everyone's attention.

"I have made my decision." I say bravely. "My husband shall be-" My voice faltered.

I looked at all four boys. Harry was horrible and if he was like that and acted nice towards me were the other boys like that?

"I need some air." I managed to choke out before kicking off my heels and running out the door. I had my peasant dress beneath my ball gown and so I threw the gown of and headed straight for the village.

Zayn would be there.

He would be kind.

He can't know.

"And she must be brought to me if she is found." Zayn lectured the audience of blood thirsty rebels.

Darn. He's going to kill me for sure.

Zayn got my glance and grinned. At that moment I felt complete but my problem was he didn't even know me. If I want true love he has to love me for who I am, and being a princess he happenes to loathe isn't getting me anywhere.

He jumped off the platform when he was done leading some rebelious cheers and came up to me.

"Victoria, I have missed you." He bowed low politely.

"It has been a while." I agreed.

I realized that I had no lodgings quickly.

"Er, Zayn, I have no place to stay. My family went to serve the Royals and I need somewhere to stay. Do you know a nearby Tavern that I may stay at?"

He shook his head. "Victoria you must be joking. You can stay at my home. It would not be gentlemen like to make you stay at a Tavern."

Great. I will be staying with my potenial murder.

A/N:

I DIIIIID IT.

THEY ALL SAID I WOULD NEVER UPDATE. HA! IN YOUR FACES!

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So how should Ariella get killed...

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...or am I...

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