The royal subetly colored her delicate and elegant steps towards him. Pink champagne lend her the unwaiwering courage that of a woman of reckless freedom.

Her long chestnut brown locks framed a face that bared witness to the passionate destruction and heart ache that had her fragile but without dismay.

Her beauty reminded the gentlemen of beauty that was in the long lost past, her subtle and soft movements enchanted their deepest regrets and dreamy longings.

She deeply envisioned her love and moved across the ballroom with an optimistic and slightly entoxicated ease. Time  completely slipped into a void of seductive eyes and cincere laughs.

Love came to her and she imagined herself as the romantic mistress of her beloved  novels. Her crown weighed heavy upon her and she begged farewell and sought out her hidden affair within the palace.