The second day of the celebration was a tremendous hit. Celine knew that the crown prince would want to see her again. She wondered what moron would find someone as boring as she very interesting, except that person was also so boring. She sat erect as the makeup artist scattered her face with foundations and blocks ; she was going to be the perfect person for Prince Alexandro. "Isn't the makeup a little too heavy?",she said but the artist said nothing only engrossed in her work. She was already sweating, which shit would want to impress a moron that she didn't even care about, except that that shit was her and the moron was obviously the sexy prince that knew no woman.
Suddenly, Celine stood without saying a word . "Miss, I'm not done", the artist objected." I'm freaking done with this, do you have an intent on killing me?". The artist seemed very confused." Thank you for going all Michael Angelo on my face, but I'm washing this off". And without another word, she went straight to the bathroom and washed all the hard work done by the artist off. She could do this, just a light makeup and she was good to go...
Crown prince Alexandro looked down at the people from the gallery, he didn't know why but his eyes searched for that lady Celine he met yesterday. Something must be so wrong with him that he was looking for a petty lady that was so unpopular with his guest and well, him. He suddenly sighted her not to far from where he was. Simultaneously,like in an Indian unrealistic movie,their eyes met; his, dangerously serene and held no emotions, hers looked as confused as ever. She wanted to look away ,but he held her eyes and well, her body language. He was looking at the world's most confused woman . Strangely, he seemed to like it.
Finally, he shifted his gaze which made her feel at ease. She hurried outside to catch her breath. This so-called prince was very intimidating in a strikingly amusing way.
Without knowing and before her adrenaline seemed to gain consciousness,he was standing beside her. "Your highness", she greeted curtsying a little. The crown prince stared at her for a moment wanting to say something, a maid rushed to him." Your highness, your mother seeks you". Crown prince Alexandro sighed , he looked at Celine once more then followed the maid.
Gosh! What a close call. She would have got him if not for that devil of a maid, why was it now that that his very ambitious mother called.
Everyone knew the story of how ambitious the queen was. She didn't want to end her regency because she felt she was stii capable. And she was, the amount of jobless youths and the severe cases of robbery could tell of all her great deeds, ironically speaking.
"Hey pretty lady, what in the world are you doing all alone?,come join the dance. I'm well skilled in that aspect". Someone said holding her hands." No, I appreciate", she declined the obviously disgusting gesture." You're too kind", she said. She wanted to walk away but he held on tight. "A kind person needs a kind reward", he said eyeing her. At this moment, she cursed the crown prince Logan for making her wear this revealing clothes.
"It's moderately revealing", he had said that with a smile on his pretty face. "You hurt me, lord", she said but the idiot held on tight. What a freak!. She tried to drag her hand forcefully,but instead he tightened his grip.
Celine felt the wind and when she looked up the man was on the floor. The crown prince Alexandro stood to his full length looking unfazed yet amusing. She looked at the man on the floor and then at her saviour, then she blurted out ,"You killed him". That was the first time she saw the prince smile. It didn't reach his eyes, it was a rather wicked smile . Celine gulped, was it this man that moron, crown prince Logan wanted her to put up with. If he ever found out that she was using him, she was sure she would end up like the helpless peanut crushed by a lorry passing by... Groundnut paste .
"I don't think I would have wanted him dead, he was just drunk", she said. "He deserves more than death for being unmaster like". With these words said, Celine started to believe that it was a good thing such a nuisance died.
" You should dance, Lady Celine of Garcia", he said. His voice was like flowing water from an untouched spring from heaven down to earth. She was lost for a minute before she answered, "I hated dancing so I skipped the classes". It was a truthful lie. When she had parents and they enrolled her into a famous school, she would skip dance class, but it lasted for only two years before the war took them, and so she couldn't dance.
" My peers say I'm a good teacher. I must teach you". For a moment she thought it was a request but understanding the statement made, it was a command.
"I must have this dance ". And he took her hand and headed inside the building.