June had never been to a mask ball before, she had never
even been to the palace before, she didn’t like going to ball’s especially ones
where the Prince was involved and unfortunately this ball was to celebrate the
Prince’s 20th birthday. Although she had never met the Prince
before, some of her friends had, most of them to be honest, like most Princes she
heard that this one was arrogant and selfish; she didn’t want to meet the
Prince or congratulate him on his birthday, he’d get plenty of that without her
being there, but she had to at least show her face – or that’s what her father
said anyhow. June dressed up of course, put her hair up and chose a mask and
dress to wear, but she wasn’t planning on dancing or gossiping with people. Like
all ball’s, the ladies here were giggling in groups and smirking while looking
around at the eligible men and trying to get their attention so one of them
will dance with them. June didn’t have any time for this sort of thing, she
walked down the staircase looking around for the Prince but she couldn’t see
him, she thought she’d look for the largest group of girls she could and he’d
have to be in the middle parading himself around like a proud stallion, but all
the girls were in little groups and she eventually gave up walking down the
rest of the stairs and towards the food. The selection was marvellous, cakes
and treats of all sizes, she took a plate and filled it with all the food she
could- she’s wearing a mask she thought so no-one would know it was her. Once
she’d finished she was feeling warmer, so she headed through one of the bay
windows onto the balcony, the views were spectacular- the eye holes she had to
look through were tiny so she could hardly see anything, so she tried to take
it off; “you’re supposed to keep your mask on you know, it is a mask ball” she
turned around in surprise, he was a tall figure and had broad shoulders and
dark hair, he looked arrogant just from a glance- June can tell they weren’t
going to get on well.
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