Sneak Peek at The Mystery Prince
“Good evening, Princess Zoe,” her new partner said, bowing low.
A slight tremor of anticipation tickled down her spine, and her eyes widened in appreciation of the man standing before her. He stood a good head taller than she and appeared quite muscular. At least that's what his doublet and form fitting trousers revealed to her as she skimmed a discreet glance at his body.
Sandy-blond hair brushed his broad shoulders. He wore it loose, a custom in several neighboring kingdoms. Behind his black domino, blue-green eyes glittered in the candlelight.
“Good evening, Prince…”
She trailed off, hoping he would supply his name as none came to her mind. He remained silent, studying her with his sea-colored eyes. She lifted a brow at his silence.
“I'm sorry, but you have me at a disadvantage. I don't know your name.”
A grin crept across his face, sending unfamiliar tingles racing down her spine to settle as a warm glow in her stomach. Her lips curved in response—she couldn't help it. Something about him called out to her.
From the smile alone, she knew he wasn't like the others—stuffy, pompous. No, he would be witty and charming, someone she would enjoy being with for at least fifteen minutes, if not longer. For the first time tonight, she looked forward to her dance partner.
“Revealing my name defeats the purpose of a masquerade, does it not?”
His voice sounded low and gruff, not smooth and cultured like the princes she usually spoke with. Another piece to add to the mystery of who he was.
She tipped her head forward, silently acknowledging his point. “TouchĂ©. But what shall I call you, Your Highness?”
His grin widened. “I don't think names will be a problem, Princess.”
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Going to go say hi over at Crystals! Thanks again for the spotlight!! :)
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