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For the royal ball, Anisha had chosen a stunning gown in a shade of cyan blue with a mix of off-white shades. The dress flowed gracefully, with delicate layers of fabric that swayed as she walked. The color of the gown blended perfectly with her striking silver hair, and it seemed to enhance the depth of her soft-blue eyes.
As she made her entrance into the ballroom, Anisha looked like a living embodiment of the sea, her gown's color reflecting the deep waters, and her presence commanding the attention of all who beheld her. She wore an air of elegance and confidence, ready to embrace the enchantment of the evening.
As Anisha entered the grand ballroom, a mix of greetings and indifference surrounded her. Many guests flocked to Edger, who arrived with the Holy Saint, seemingly oblivious to her presence. Anisha was accustomed to such treatment, having endured it for quite some time.
She exchanged brief pleasantries with her father, Marquis Verita, their conversation remaining as minimal as ever. It revolved around formal inquiries about her well-being, her life's state, and the assurance that she could reach out if needed.
Harold briefly greeted her, his concern evident, but he soon moved on once he realized she was doing alright. Anisha nodded in acknowledgment and continued her quest to find the mystery man with the riddle.
As she wandered through the ballroom, searching for any sign of him, hunger pangs reminded her of her empty stomach. Her destination became clear-the food zone, particularly the dessert section, beckoned to her..
Amid the enticing array of desserts, Anisha's eyes scanned the room, hoping to catch a glimpse of the mystery man whose name she was determined to unveil. As she approached the dessert table, her thoughts were briefly distracted by the sight of delectable sweets.
Just as she was about to select a pastry, a voice, full of playful charm, whispered beside her,
"I see you've found the dessert table before me."
Anisha turned, and there stood the fine-looking young man, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.
She couldn't help but laugh.
"Well, one must prioritize. Dessert waits for no one."
"Very true. I agree with that. Dessert is dessert after all."
He chuckled and continued as they selected their desserts.
"But I must say, you're looking enchanting tonight, Your Highness."
Smiling brightly, Anisha replied,
"Thank you.. You look quite dashing yourself, Lord Izana ~"
As Anisha confidently solved the riddle and revealed his name, Izana's reaction was nothing short of comical.
He dramatically clutched his chest in mock surprise, his eyes wide with feigned astonishment.
"Your Royal Highness! you've uncovered the mystery of my name!!"
He exclaimed in an overly dramatic tone, drawing laughter from both of them.
"I'm truly impressed, and slightly embarrassed that you cracked the code so quickly."
He covered his face faking a shy look.
Anisha's eyes sparkled with triumph.
"It was the yellow rose that gave it away, the symbol of your family."
Izana nodded, still amused.
"You're quite the detective, hah."
Anisha smiled and said,
"I know right?"
Their shared laughter filled the air, echoing through the ballroom. It was a moment of lightheartedness, a testament to their growing friendship, and a memory they would cherish amidst the grandeur of the royal ball. The enchanting night had truly become a memorable adventure.
As Anisha and Izana conversed happily by the dessert table, not everyone in the ballroom shared their joy. Some guests wore expressions of mild annoyance, their gazes piercing through the cheerful atmosphere.
Among them, a pair of golden eyes observed the pair from afar, the annoyance in their look hard to miss. That person was standing at the other end of the ballroom, surrounded by high-class noble ladies and lords. That person had a bright and happy expression on their face, but the eyes betrayed those emotions.
After savoring the delightful desserts, Izana extended his hand with a charming smile, inviting Anisha to dance.
"Would you like to have a dance with me, Your Highness?"
He asked with a charming smile..
"The pleasure is mine~"
She replied with a radiant smile.
She took his hand and followed him to the dance floor as the music enveloped them..
The waltz began, and Anisha found herself twirling in harmony with Izana. The atmosphere was enchanting, with the soft glow of chandeliers casting a warm, golden hue over the room. The melodies of the violin and piano blended seamlessly, creating a captivating symphony.
Anisha and Izana moved gracefully, their steps perfectly synchronized. His hand on her waist, her hand in his, they swayed like the ocean's gentle waves. The scent of roses from the ballroom's decor mingled with the faint aroma of perfumes, adding to the enchantment.
Anisha felt as if they were the only two people in the room, their laughter and shared moments echoing amidst the elegance of the dance.
Anisha finally found a friend..
She couldn't help but think of the journey they had embarked upon, starting from the moment she had met this intriguing young man in the library. His laughter had been a balm to her lonely existence in the palace, and their playful banter had begun to fill the void that had long consumed her days.
From afar, Marquis Verita watched them with a poker expression he always had. As they twirled and dipped, their smiles reflected joy, and the promise of more delightful adventures together.
In that serene moment, the worries of the world outside faded, and Anisha and Izana reveled in the magic of the dance, creating a memory that would forever hold a special place in their hearts.
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