Falling like the Stars

III

LOUISE's POV:

My breaths came to halt, as if my heart just stops beating. And then it goes faster, as if the beating of my heart would crack my ribs so hard.

"No, it can't happen." I said in a small voice, it came out almost a whisper.

His cold blue eyes looks at me intently. Scanning me from head to toe. He looks at me as if i were a problem that needs to be solved. He unfastened his black mask with frustration and looks at me sternly. His jaw harden and so is his eyes.

“Have we met before?” I asked him, he can probably taste the relief from my voice.

“No, I'm afraid, not.” He mutter, as if he was just as surprised as I am. He was about to get closer to me when the door swung open.

"Your highness, I thought you were still in the Royal Army Academy?" Elliot bow to the man. As if the man before me has an superior authority over Elliot.

Your highness? He couldn't be the prince. No.

"Brother." Said the man, greeting Elliot. His eyes softens.

"Louise, this is my brother, His Royal Highness, Damon Tudor, The Prince Of Dragon." Elliot said. He gestures something to me, as if asking me to... Oh! Of course! I have to curtsy to this guy whom i had a very intense dream, more intense than i had with elliot, my poor friend, and now my betrothed.

I dragged my left foot to backward, and curtsy as low as i can. I can't help but look at him in the eyes. His eyes were bore to mine, as if looking straight to my soul. I can feel the electricity that's pulling me towards him, and the desire down there that i never felt with anyone my whole life. My heart is racing, thumping hard against my rib cage. My throat is dry. This is even more intense than in our dreams. I don't know if Elliot can feel it too.

"Brother, This is my betrothed. Lady Louisa Rivers." Elliot proudly said, as he put his left arms on my small back.

"Lady Rivers." He acknowledges. He looks so regal and authoritative, because of his sharp look. Dark hair, his pale skin, and his emphasized jaw. His eyes deep because of the narrowness of his cheekbones.

He probably thinks that just because I wore a fancy gown, that does not mean that I'm rich..

I curtsy to Prince Damon, and to my betrothed. And took my leave. I scurried to the hall, searching for Anne. While searching for my sister, I'm battling with myself if I should tell my sister that the man whom i have been dreaming with is the f*****g future King of Granada. But the problem is, if I told her about it. It's not going to help, but she'll make it worse. She'll probably tell our Mother, and the last thing I wanted to happen is my mom  telling all her friends. Telling Anne about him is like, telling the whole town, and the whole world soon after. I cannot risk it. I don't know what will I do if Elliot finds out that his wife-to-be was having s*x with his brother thru dreams. I finally came out with a decision that I will not tell Anne about Damon.

The only problem that i have now is,  How the hell am I going to do to get rid of Damon out of my dreams? And, my mind.

I found Anne working her way to me through the crowds. She curses when a guy bump hard to her.

"I hate this ball." She mutters.

"Tell me about it." I roll my eyes.

Anne and I were talking about random stuff and she can easily fit in a noble party. Anne is working as a Lady-in-waiting of Duchess of York, Isabel. That's why she knows so much about cultures and traditions of the Royal family and the Nobles. The way she'd talk to the nobles as if she was a noble girl, and it suits her. She can do all of it without a fuss. I can't even do a proper curtsy. The noise of the crowd came into a halt. The attention of the people were transferred to Elliot, who is now standing in the stage and with a microphone in his hand.

"My lords and my ladies, I thank you for your effort to come and join me to celebrate the success of the charity of the Crown to the people who are in need of our help. Because of the simple things that we gave to them, we were able to help them to decrease the rate of homeless kids." Elliot proudly said. He held his hand high. My heart warms at the news. The reason why i accepted the marriage proposal to him, was because I’ve known him since we were a child, and i know we both have a great passion of helping other people who are less privileged.

"The heir and Prince Of  Dragon, would like to say something about his visits to many charities events around the world." Elliot humbly said.

I watched Damon as he climbed to the stage with such graces. I never met someone who could move with  such grace than him.

"Thank you for attending this masquerade charity ball. Throughout my life, I've witnessed my Family help the poor people. Because it has been close to our hearts to help those people. There was not a night where i don't think of the lives of the others before i drift myself to sleep. I always wonder what it's like to be not to be able to have the things we want-- need. Its quite horrible and hard, to be honest. Especially those who have been living in middle  class, it would be really hard for them. What more to those people who have been born with nothing? What would happen to them if there's no one who would help them? That's why, i swore to myself that I will help them as long as I live. I will do everything I can. " Damon said.

He and his brother are just the same, with a soft heart and very generous. The only difference that they had with each other are, Damon is the legitimate son and heir of King Arthur. Elliot maybe  has a soft heart and son of the King like him, but Elliot is the son of King Arthur from Mistress Jane. He is an illegitimate son. Which means, he can't inherit the throne. But, despite the circumstances of their differences I can see that George and Elliot are getting along just well.

Elliot is 2 years older than Damon. Elliot has auburn hair just like Anne has, but its more reddish. And his face is angular just like Damon’s. Him and Elliot have the same eyes, but it seems like Damon's eyes are more intense than Elliot's. They were deeper, lighter and sharper blue than his.

Everyone were making their way to the Prince, paying their respects. Damon was talking to them politely. Shaking his hands to every person who will approached him. There is something about him that couldn't make my eyes look away. Suddenly he look at me with that pierce blue eyes of his. I wanted to look away, but somehow, i can't. I could feel my heart beat so hard. As if he's compelling me to come closer to him until Elliot tugged at my hand.

"Are you okay?" Said Elliot, who looked at me curiously.

I shook my head in disbelief. "Yes, I'm fine. I'm just a little tipsy that is all." I gave him a reassuring smile.

“You don’t drink much, do you?” He said, His eyebrows quirks up playfully.

“Yeah. My mother prohibits me to consume too much ale, I guess.” I mutter. But, really, i was just intoxicated just by looking at your brother.