"They look lovely together, don't they?" a voice from behind Ella commented.
The Princess looked over her shoulder and smiled at her mother. "Yes, they do. But you knew that a long time ago," Ella remarked. She returned her attention back to her brother, and took a sip from her champagne glass.
A sigh from behind Ella, alerted the young adult that she had hit the nail on the head.
"Excuse me, Mother, I believe that I am the next dance to follow after Jason," Ella tritly commented as she walked away. She looked around for a suitable parter, only for a few moments before she caught the eye of Prince Wesley of Avesteria.
Confidently, Ella made her way to her brother's best friend's side. "Wesley," she coyly greeted the tall Prince.
"Hello, Eleanor," he greeted with a fond smile.
"Be my partner for the next dance?" she asked as she looked up and met his gaze.
"Of course, I would be a fool to turn away our hostess' request," Wesley teased as he offered an arm to the dark haired Princess.
-fin
Here's a 'verse I haven't touched in a while. I've been wanting to get back to Ella but my muses have been running to other places. I hope to post new Ella and Avis piece soon. They'll be short but be on the look out.
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