The Non British Princess

Part 23

Everyone arrived at the ballroom just after ten for the first groups activity. All the selected girls were dressed for formalities with gowns and jewellery to match.

The ballroom was large and many of the walls were mirrored and the floors polished smooth.
A live ensemble plays classical music in the background as we all come in, a variety of instruments including flutes, cellos and violins.

Camera crews again were filming us and the reactions of the royals as we entered, panning to get the view of the space.

Tables along one side of the room are sprawled with chocolates and slithers of deserts that are laid out magnificently.
Maids wander around and offers drinks to the guests, so I take one of the fruity drinks.

It's in a cocktail glass, a bright pink liquid. The little umbrella sitting on the edge of the glass floated around my drink.
I took a sip, immediately feeling the blast of sugar hit my tongue. Definitely not my kind of drink.

The Ruby girls, Gen, Ellie, Lola, Hadley and Daisy were doing a good job hosting so far and showing the royals their setup for their event. The ensemble was a good idea, everyone seemed to be bopping along while they socialised.

"Ok, everyone, clear the dance floor for our first dance of the night." Hadley said out from one end of the room, guiding people to the outskirts of the ballroom to leave room on the dance floor.

I set down my drink to be able to join in the dance.

As the music starts, a slow song that means slow dancing, people start to partner up.

The king and queen laugh and join hands with their guests as they make way to the centre of the room.

Daisy takes Prince Thomas's hand, smiling as he's gazing into her eyes.

Genevieve, demanding attention, pulls Archie to dance with her, which he doesn't seem one bit dissapointed about, a smug look across his face.

Harriet snapped Charlotte up quickly, dragging her out onto the floor and I saw most of the other selected girls were paired up. Olive and Lexi, Penny and Freya and Stella with Yasmin.

"Miss Isabelle, care to dance?"

I turn to see the cousin of Prince Thomas, Prince Edward, extending his hand to me.

I smile at him, accepting his offer by placing my hand in his.

"Of course your highness." I say and he gives me a polite smile, his teeth pearly white.

He seems very polite, unlike his brother. Despite being younger than me he was still quite a bit taller.

Prince Edward guides me to the dance floor and gently puts my hand onto his shoulder, taking my other in his.

As the song begins, we seem to move well to the music, avoiding stepping on any toes. I let him lead, trying to follow as he moves.

I look around the room at the other couples dancing.

Lexi seemed frustrated since Olive wasn't a good dancer, and you could hear her wining as she flicked her black hair over her shoulder and hit Olive in the face with it.

"You're a really good dancer." I say to Prince Edward and he smiles proudly.

"Thank you, although, I have had training on this kind of thing. Every prince needs to know how to dance with a lady." Edward explained, taking the opportunity to spin me out slightly, then back in.