Alissa Moore's Point of View:

Omg, he really was a prince.

"Oh my God he really was a prince," I whispered to Bri who was still stunned by what we just heard.

I know I fantasized about him and made him out to be prince charming for me but never in a million years would I have ever thought that he would actually be a prince in real life. He was the prince of France for crying out loud. He must have thousands of women after him. My insecurities started to weigh down on me as I wondered what would make me different from all the women he's surrounded with.

I took a large step back when he turned and looked in my direction. He looked surprised yet pleased to see me. If anything that freaked me out more. I took another step back but my shoes got caught on my dress. I went flying back and just when I thought my back would meet the hard ground someone caught me.

"I didn't think I'd have you falling for me so soon," a deep voice murmured.

The person tugged on my hand, I went right into the arms of the man himself. My eyes darted all over the room in a desperate attempt to not look at him but it was futile. He wasn't someone that you could just avoid, especially since I was pressed up against him.

"Let me go please"

"Why? the night has just begun," he whispered "and you've yet to look at me"

My eyes darted up to his when he mentioned my obvious reluctance to look at him. I was hoping I wasn't as obvious as I thought. He loosened his grip so I wasn't so close to him but not once did he pull away.

"Why do you seem so afraid of me?"

I was gaping at this point, "you're a prince"

His brows raised, "am I not still a man?"

I frowned. He was right and honestly I didn't care about his status but I couldn't help but be fully aware of the fact that everyone was staring at us like we were a drama piece or fine art on display.

"You are still a man," I answered his previous question.

He let me go fully and took a large step back. I watched as he slowly stretched out a hand to me, "may I have this dance?"

I looked down at his hand then back at him, "there's no music"

He smiled gently at me, "we'll make our own"

I looked back at Bri who was watching us and nodding towards me. Taking a deep breath I took a step forward and placed my hand in his. When he finally had me where he wanted me he grinned and swept me away for an enthralling dance. My heart skipped a beat when he spun me around in a circle before then pulling me close. He smiled at me and I smiled back. He suddenly dipped me and my eyes connected with the King's, the way he looked at me with a sense of familiarity had me thinking he knew me from somewhere but I'm pretty sure I'd remember meeting a king.

When the dance was over I was out breathing deeply and so was he.

"Can we go somewhere more private?" he asked earnestly "I want to show you something"

"My sister?" I looked behind me hoping Bri would help me escape the clutches of this Adonis of a man but she was busy talking to Jacob.

"She seems occupied"

My shoulders sagged in defeat, "let me just tell her where to meet me"

He nodded and I rushed over to Bri ignoring the looks that I was receiving. Again I was used to having eyes on me but in a situation like this my anxiety was in overdrive and I needed a breather.

"Hey, can I talk to Bri for a sec?" I looked at Jacob. He quickly nodded and took a couple of steps back to allow us some privacy.

"So how is it living out my childhood fantasy?" she snickered.

"Meeting a guy at a park, going to his ball, and finding out he's a prince was your childhood fantasy?"

She shrugged, "I met Wattpad at a young age"

I laughed, "that's horrible Bri"

She grinned, "but really how was it?"

"It was awful, you know how much I hate being on the receiving end of attention and I'm certain the gossip tabloids just can't wait to get a story out"

She frowned, "you seemed quite cozy dancing"

I blushed bright red, "well it was a nice dance and he is a handsome and fit man"

"Exactly"

"What?"

"He may be a prince but he is still a man with flesh and blood just like the rest of us"

This is the second time I'm hearing this, first from the man himself and now from my sister. Am I attaching too much meaning to his title? Am I being a bit selfish by not allowing him to show me who he was outside of being a prince? Perhaps I was but I won't continue to do so, it's totally unfair to him.

"I came to tell you that he wanted to show me something and that I'd be back soon"

Her eyes lit up, "well don't make me stop you, I'll be here with Jacob when you're ready to go"

I smiled gratefully at her and turned to face Rafael. He was talking to someone but his eyes never left mine as I walked over to him. He excused himself and met me halfway.

"You good?" He asked quietly.

I nodded, "I'm ready to see what you had to show me"

He extended a hand and I eagerly slid mine in his. He gently held my hand as he lead me away from the ball and everyone else. We walked in silence for a bit until he spoke.

"I'm glad you came"

I glanced at him, "so am I"

"Are you really?"

I paused, "yes I am glad I came"

"Then why did you seem as if you were going to run away?" He muttered "trying to pull a Cinderella on me?"

I laughed loudly, "I'm sorry I didn't even think that was a thing and I was just surprised is all...I didn't expect you to be royalty"

"That is exactly why I asked you to come because you had no idea who I was"

I thought back to the day that we met, "no wonder you were so surprised when I didn't know who you were"

"It was very refreshing," he grinned as he led me around a corner.

I stopped dead in my tracks shocked at the sight before me, "welcome to my mother's garden"

"It's absolutely beautiful," I breathed and it was with all the different flowers and lights adorning the garden it looked like something out of a dream.

"I'm glad you like it"

"Like it? I love it"

"I'm glad"

"Will you go on a date with me?" He blurted out the words but didn't look like he would take them back.

"What?" I was stunned he even asked me that.

"I like you," he spoke earnestly "ever since I met you you've caught my attention and I would love it if I could spend more time with you"

When a man as handsome as he was dressed in royal attire asks you on a date you have no choice but to say yes.