The day of the ball came quickly.I and my father decided to go together with our best carriage.My father is a merchant we are classified as the middle class so we are not poor but average.
The ball was to take place in the king's place which is at the top of the hill in Ariel, the carriages have to climb the hill which is not a very comfortable ride.
As we near the king's palace,the first thing I notice is the beautiful garden outside the castle walls.We entered into the castle and the coachman stopped at the castle entrance so that we can get down and he went on his way to park the carriage.
I was accompained by my father to the ball since I have no lover,brother or a suitor.On our way into the palace,I saw a lot of girls of my age being accompained by their lovers.I was the only maiden being accompained by her father and also the only girl wearing a mask when the party is not a masquerade ball,I gained a lot of attention.My father left me giving an excuse of wanting to dance with the widows which I know is of his way of telling me to catch a man's interest.
I was wearing a purple off shouldered dress with matching purple mask.The purple outfit enhanced the purple hue of my eyes because of the dark lighting in the ball room.The music began and all the eager young maidens rushed to dance with their patners on the dance floor, and since I have none I decide to have a tour around the ball room.
At some point during my roaming,I felt someone eyes boring into my back and the gaze came from where the king,his royal family and his important guests are sitted.I decide it was nothing no one recognised,the king could not have known about the mysterious rumour about me,and I continue walking,observing the paintings on the walls.
When the gaze become intense I looked at the special compartment but no one was looking at me,but I was sure of what I felt.Maybe it is my mind playing tricks on me or I me being too careful.
A particular painting piqued my interest and I stood to admire it.I felt a chill run down my spine and my ears picked up a ragged breathing.I turned around and became shocked with what I am seeing :red eyes staring at me,elongated fangs,disheaveled hair,elongated nails,sexy pink full lips,strong jaw surrounded by a black smoke.
Handsome! That is what I thought.
He is like a painting.
I know I should be scared of this devil look alike but I am not.I don't know why,but a part of me felt like he will never hurt me.My subconciousness is screaming at me to run back to the crowd and never look back but I couldn't move,I love the way he is staring at me like he wants to devour me.I have never been looked like that,all the stares and looks I have ever gotten from people was disgust.I want him closer to me,I want to touch him and see if he is real.
As if he heard my thoughts,he moved closer to me,sniffed me like he wants to imprint my scent in his mind then he hugged me,burying his face in my neck.My heart starts to drum not out of fear of the handsome stranger but out of excitement.What I am experiencing right now is my first hug,no one has ever hugged me not even my father,nor my childhood friend.In his embrace I felt peace and security I know I shouldn't feel safe with a stranger but I don't know why i'm feeling all these strange emotions with him,Maybe it was because I have never been held like that before.
I closed my eyes to enjoy the heat,comfort and security coming from him because he might be one of my flimsy dreams.Right now I wish the word will stay still so that I can be at peace ...