Descending the stairs was the easy part, entering the ball alone was the hard part. As I entered the room his royal highness spotted me. A frown on his face. His son stepped forward and grabbed my hand and my waist, he began to spin me around, he smiled at me. His plan was going in the direction he had hoped it would. I had gotten into the room without being detected by his royal guards.... I should probably explain how I got here.
I had always been available to do a job, no matter how clean or dirty it was. If I was to kill someone then that was my job. I had been trained when I was younger, I had been trained with a sword, dagger, bow and arrow, a small kitchen knife and I knew the arts of magic. I was the most used yet the most wanted assassin in the kingdom, yet the king couldn’t arrest me as he knew I was good at my job. That didn’t stop him from stealing my sister and telling me if I wanted her free, I had to marry his son. I had always thought I'd grow to marry a man I genuinely loved, not marry a man to save my sisters life. I had one more week. And I had been meeting with the prince for a few weeks now. We had come up with a plan to just kill his father tonight at the dance I had to attend as the prince's wife. I had a small dagger concealed under my dress, proud of myself, I headed to the staircase. I had always dreamed of this, descending the stairs in a big dress, the man of my dreams stood at the bottom of them, going into the ball hand in hand. That wasn’t going to happen, my “fiancé” was already in the room. I knew there was a chance id get killed for this but if it meant my sister went free, I no longer cared. As I entered the room, Aramis grabbed my hand and walked me over to the dance area. He grabbed hold of my waist and gently began to sway me before he spun me and then pulled me closer to him. “My dear I must say you do look gorgeous tonight, are you ready for tonight” I nodded my head, I didn’t want to speak. I knew my voice would break. If I got away with this both me and my sister would be free, and I'd never see Aramis again. Yet if I didn’t get away with it I'd be locked up and killed for treason and still never see him again. That’s when it hit me. I had begun to fall in love with Prince Aramis and I didn’t want to lose him. As he spun me again, I came back faster and wrapped myself around him tighter, If I was going to lose him, I was going to relish this moment for as long as I possibly could. I was hoping he would realize I loved him, but I knew he wouldn’t understand. As the song came to an end, he began to let go but I held his hand in place “Please just one more dance my Prince” I muttered, unable to meet his eyes as there were tears in mine. He had the honor of dancing with me again and this time it felt different. I had confidence this time. He picked me up and spun me this time, smiling softly at me. As he brought me down his smile got bigger as he took a nervous breath in, I did too. “Don’t leave me Darla, I can't lie to you or myself anymore, I love you!” When he finished speaking, he kissed me. Slow and passionate. As he let me go, he headed to the stage. His father got everyone's attention “my son has something to say”