Fifteen:
Antero Dukas
It had been over an hour of searching when I saw Princess Sirena going up the stairs. I walked over to her. “Your highness!” I called out. Sirena stopped at the top of the stairs. She looked down at me. She was wearing a lilac dress covered in glitter, with flowers on it, and a bow in her hair which was pinned up in curls. I had seen her earlier, of course, but I hadn’t stopped to take her in fully. She was gorgeous.
“Oh, Antero,” she said, “what are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be back in the ballroom talking with your father?”
I made my way up the stairs. “I should be. But everyone was looking for you. We were all concerned when, well….”
She looked sheepish. “Because of my melodrama?”
I laugh
