***Drizella "The One." Hah. How could Ana possibly think this? I only just met Peter, the handsome palace guard,  less than an hour ago, it is absolutely ridiculous for her to be asking me that question. I may be completely smitten right now by Peter but who knows how I'm going to feel in a few hours? Hell, I felt electricity through my body when the footman handed me his hand to exit the carriage, it was simply lust brought on from being alone for so long with only the company of my sister and mother.  At this time, I am still standing with Ana who just finished telling me what a "smitten kitten" I am. I heard her gasp and quickly asked her what was wrong, "Look! The prince! He just came back from outside!" She was holding my arm while jumping for joy when she caught sight of him.  

I stood at the base of the steps for a moment, taking in the fresh air, trying to steady myself when I heard a familiar voice from behind me.  "That was kind of you," said Peter. I jumped when I heard him. I put my hand on my chest and turned around to find him walking down the steps towards me. "Hah. You scared me."  "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," He said with a bright smile. "And I didn't mean to watch you just now, but it's kinda my job you see?" he pointed to his uniform. "Yes, yes I see that haha," I said awkwardly.  "So who was she?" He asked while looking at the carriage driving away. "Oh, that was my s

"Now presenting his Majestic the King and his highness, Prince Charles of Briarglen" The doors opened and I stepped forward with my father as everyone applauded. My father then welcomed everyone and mentioned his plans for me to dance with whomever I am taken with before we descended the steps and took our seats, fathers at his throne and mine beside him. I couldn't help but let my eyes wander for the young lady I had seen earlier, I had never seen a lady quite like her. The crowd was overwhelming and the room was hot from all the people so I excused myself out to the garden for some fresh air.  'Christ, Charles, you were barely in there for five minutes and you're already trying to escape' I scorned myself as I was walking.  Befor

The carriage ride home was silent but the air was heated. Both Ana and Mother were red in the face sitting across from me, staring. I refused to make eye contact with them. I wouldn't look at Ana because I feared she would lunge at me, and I didn't want to look at Mother because I feared rather ridiculously that she would actually turn into a dragon and set me on fire.  The carriage finally arrived at the house and Ana was the first one out, she didn't even wait for someone to open the door for her. Mother left next and I was hesitant behind her, taking a deep breath thinking that it may be my last. I finally got the courage to make my way inside. I thought that it was quiet as I approached the door and I hoped that Ana had simply gone upstairs to our room to change. I opened the door and took a step in only to find a lamp being hurled at me. Ana w

* * * Ella It has been three weeks since the royal ball and my dance with Prince Charles and not a moment went by when I wasn't daydreaming of the time that we spent together. I was making lunch for everyone when there was a knock on the door. I wiped my hands on my apron and headed to the front to answer it when I saw that Ana had already opened the door. Ever since Ana was put on house arrest she has been more attentive around the house. "Good morning madam," I heard a familiar voice greet her and hurried my way to see if my inkling was correct.  "Mr. Thomas?" I peeked around Ana who was holding the door open. "Ah, Ella! How splendid you are here,