The Captain's Ransom

8. The Prince

I gaze up at the prince and I try my best to conceal my blush, but it shows through upon my cheeks. I have never blushed once before in my life. I groan in my mind blaming it on the damn dress, pretending to be a girl. If I could be myself, I would kick this Prince's ass then slit his throat for kissing my hand.

"You were right Farlan, she is a rare beauty."

Glancing to Farlan I send him a glare as he meets my steel gaze, then lowers his head in a bow. "She is also a fine dancer my Prince."

My eyes grow wider hearing this, as I have to bite my lower lip to stop my yelling out. I look to see the Prince eyeing my face, his eyes lingering on my lip I was biting. I gulp nervously unsure if he could see my anger towards Farlan, or if he saw something different in that action. I go to speak when he beats me to it.

"Then you wouldn't mind me stealing your cousin away for a dance, now would you Farlan."

My heart races as he places his hand upon my waist, and I yell at myself in my mind. I try to remain calm, unsure what the hell is going on with me, as Farlan tells us to have fun. Before I can speak I feel the Prince guide me onto the dance floor as music softly played.

"My Lady." He holds his hand out before me. "May I have this dance?" He asked as he bowed his body to me, in his princely manner.

Looking from his hand to his face, I gaze into his turquoise eyes nodding my head. "I would be honored, my Prince." I whisper quietly placing my hand in his.

Expecting us to join in with the dance that is going on, I watch him raise his hand up. I feel my face heat up as the musicians stop playing and all eyes turn upon us. I watch the Prince nod to the composer, and he nods turning to the musicians and starts conducting them in a new soft slower song.

The Prince pulls my smaller body into his chest. I blush looking up at him. "My Prince."

"Be my escort for the remainder of the evening Levina."

"Oh." I look down to conceal my sly smirk. I turn it into a soft smile as I look up and nod my head for the Prince to see. "I would be honored, my Prince."

"Good, because I wouldn't have taken no for an answer." My heart races hearing his words. With his hand upon my waist, my other in his hand he gives me a dashing stupid charming smile then starts to lead me in a dance.

I hate that I can dance the girls part so perfectly in a waltz. I had to teach Farlan to dance, and being smaller than him. Well I don't need to say which role I played.

I kept my focus upon the Prince before me. Farlan was right. I can see the Pride on his face. He is very conceited and full of himself. He is basically me in a way. Farlan wasn't lying.

A soft smile escapes my lips against my own will, as the Prince leads me around the ballroom. With my eyes only on him, I never noticed the rest of the ballroom stopping their movements to watch us. The dance floor is cleared for just the two of us to spin around it. My smile remains on my face as the Prince spins me out from his body. My newly long black hair spun around my face and body. I gaze at him seeing a small smile on his own lips, as he pulls me back against his body.

The music keeps flowing around us as I can't stop smiling as he leads me around the dance floor. Both his hands move to my waist and he lifts my smaller body off the ground slightly in a tiny lift. Once my feet are back upon the polished floor; his hand takes mine once more as his other remains on my waist.

Gazing at him I can't stop but feeling, different? This is a feeling I have never felt before.

"Levina." I blink my silver eyes up at him. "Farlan did not lie of your beauty. However I feel, I need to learn more of you."