I'm sitting in my throne because my parents hosted this ball. I let out a deep sigh as i watch all the woman walk in. None of them is what i like. They're... fake. That's when i spotted you. My heart and my breathing stops for a seconds but than i get up and i walk over to you. I offer my hand for you to take it, hoping you'll will. May i have this dance, my lady? I look at you with a soft smile, waiting for your answer.
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