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None of the attacks were coming from Southerners for now. The kingdom is now at its peace. For some reason, Prince Asuza wasn't at ease. The assigned task that he was suppose to complete was at its own disorder. He had lost his papers, knowing that it would serve him a weighty problem. He wished for a instance that he would be living off of his own felicity with nothing to weigh him down.
His panicking self wasn't going to contribute any progess. There was one word he thought of– screwed. It wasn't a proper thing for his highness to say but that's the only word he could think of. Before he could start to recall where he last placed it, the door opens to reveal his older brother, Ruki.
"You seem to be distressed."
"Lost my papers."
"Look, you can do it."
"And the marriage as well."
"Loosing to marriage? Look, It's not hard to look for a wife if you just put your terrif– sad face away." His brother told him before. He knew it just would not work. It was about to be his turn to reign. He just had to sign some papers and agree to its terms and one of them had to be marriage. He was starting to get frustrated. He runs his hand in his hair and leans back on his chair. There was a knock on his door. "Come in." He says, straightening his posture. His brother peaks from the room and said, "Dad decided to host a ball for you to find-"
"God, this is so aggravating."
"Come on Asuza, help yourself."
He left the room, probably getting ready for the ball. There was a knock on the door once again. His 'favorite' maid, which was you, enters, closing the door behind her and bows. "Your highness, I'm here to assist you for the ball."
He was dubious at first, thinking of something that would benefit each other. "No." Was his reply. It caused you to be perplexed. "Go and attend the ball. Royal orders." Asuza commands. Before you could say anything, you were cut off by Elliot. "(First Name), orders are orders." He was serious at this point. "As you wish your highness." You bow before taking your leave. "Stubborn girl." He smiles to himself and starts changing.
On the process of changing, standing in front of his dressing mirror, he was thinking to himself. Will I ever find her...? Elliot wasn't the type of man to smile, he usually has a stoic face on. It wouldn't hurt if he didn't give smiling a try. It was something worth to believe in for once.
Once he was done changing, he leaves his room, taking his mother's necklace along with him. He wanted to give it to the one he's been waiting for; the one who can give him love; the one who can provide him happiness 'til the last day of their lives but it seemed hopeless to him.
He stood in front of the huge doors, waiting for it to open. "Please welcome your highness, Asuza Mukami." The door opens. He quietly walks down the red carpet, waving as well as smiling. It was just like paparazzi. The girls were entranced by him, boys were probably astonished. He stood by his father, eyeing for a girl he wanted to dance. His father was happy and proud of him. The waltz starts to play; he found the one he wanted to dance with. He make his way towards her.
He was enchanted by her. Her (Eye Color) orbs was the one he noticed first. You smile at him as he kisses your hand and asks you to dance in which you didn't decline at all. Holding onto your waist as you both dance in sync, he scrutinizes your beautiful features.
You were like an angel who forgot how to fly; like a stranger who he had seen too many times and all these layers of bricks building up over time with you coming back to break it down.
You smile, knowing that Asuza was looking. Asuza didn't realize that you were looking at him. He clears his throat; his ears turning beet red.
"I'm sorry."
"No no, it's fine."
His impulse for her is starting to rise. It feels like his heart is going to jump out any second now. By now, the waltz has ended. Prince Asuza kisses your hand and takes you out to the balcony. "Face back and close your eyes." He says. You obeys. You felt something cold gliding on your neck. "Okay. Open your eyes." You open your eyes to see a beautiful necklace on your neck. "It looks beautiful on you." He compliments, admiring you.
"Thank you."
"What's your name?" He asks. You giggle. "I'm surprised you haven't notice me your highness." With that, his eyes widen. Among all of the girls he has to choose, the answer was just right there with him all along. He pulls her into his embrace. He felt his body go warm with the static energy she was giving. He smiles and said, "I found you."
