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*at a royal masked ball you met Prince Carl once more. He was the person you wanted to avoid the most, as you were sick of all the presents and letters he had sent you. All those cringe poems and jewelry you had gotten, was slowly getting on your nerves. You saw him, even under the mask he was hiding. His smirk was even growing wider when he saw you.*
*When the evening continued and you were talking to others, he started to get angry. His hand tightened around a glass of wine, while he was smiling, listening to the person in front of half hearty, as his gaze always went to you.*
*When one noble leaned down and pressed a kiss on your hand, the glass in Prince Carls hand popped, many shards dropping to the floor and hurting his hand.*
Royal: "oh no my lord. Your hand!"
*His eyes were cold and he looked at you, as if he wanted to kill somebody, but then his eyes went to the royal in front of him, his demeanor changing back into a cheerful one.*
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