That same morning, in Spain. A young man was arguing with his father about getting married.
"Father, I do not wish to marry so soon. I am only twenty-three years old. Why the rush anyway, you are still a young guy, yourself."
"Felipe, please, for once don't question me. I'm not telling you to go propose to the first girl you see on the street. I know you don't want to give up your girls, so you can have as many mistresses as you like. Huh, look, Felipe, you need to marry. It's what's best. But, I'm sending you off. You can take Carlos and Emilio and go wherever you like. There's a catch, though, don't you dare come back unless you have a lady you plan to marry. Is that understood?"
"Yes, father. I understand. I will let the boys know. Do I have a time limit on my wife hunting?"
“One year.”
"Okay, father. I'll try. See you in a year then."
Felipe left his father and left to find his two friends, Carlos, and Emilio. He couldn't believe his father was rushing him into getting married. At least with this opportunity, he'd go to the place he's always wanted to go, France. Maybe they'd get lucky and there would be a ball that night. He could only hope. And perhaps he would find a special someone in France, then again, maybe he wouldn't. He could only wait and see. He was lucky to find Carlos at Emilio's place, so he could tell them at once. This way, they could be on the road for France in a few hours. When he entered the house, he was shown to the parlor room where Carlos and Emilio were."Hey, how the talk with your father go?"
"You're not going to believe this, but he wants me to get married."
"What!!? All right, what did you tell him?"
"I told him there was no way I was getting married. But get this, instead of getting mad like he usually does, he made me a deal. It involves all three of us."
"Oh no. You didn't get Carlos and me in trouble too, did you?"
"Of course not. Boys, we are going to France. After that, anywhere we want. Father said that I have one year to find a wife and I can go anywhere I want. He said I can take both of you with me. "
"I'm up for a road trip. Get away from here for a year. What do you say, Carlos?"
"Yeah, I'm up for it. Just don't let Maria catch wind that you’re looking for a wife, Felipe."
"Maria is one mistake I wish I could undo and forget. Lord help me if she finds out I'm looking for a wife."
"When do we leave, Felipe?"
"A few hours. We will have a carriage to put our things in and for Carlos; since he's scared of horses. Emilio, you and I will ride."
Felipe left, and Carlos left not long after. All three friends packed, got as much money as they thought they would need, and waited for the carriage. Felipe was so excited that he was finally getting to go to France. When all three friends had everything ready and packed, they left and headed for France. In less than four hours, they crossed the border into France. Everyone kept talking about a Lord Simon De Grace and the ball he was throwing tonight for his daughter. Felipe was the only one that could speak fluent French. Carlos and Emilio spoke it, but not as well. They were taught English as well, just in case they might need it one day. They came to the first town, which was buzzing with activity, and decided to rent a small house. They wanted to go to the ball tonight, and they had to get ready.
In Lord De Grace's home, everyone was finishing for the ball. It was two hours until the guests were to arrive, and Chloe was waking up her lady. The bath was prepared and steaming. The dress, shoes, jewelry, and pins were laid out. There were a couple of extra things laid out for Chloe to help get her ready. In the wash room, Chloe sat talking with her lady as she soaked in the tub. "My lady, if I may be so bold to say if you're worried about choosing a husband and you fear being alo
Suddenly, a handsome looking young man with bright green eyes came and stood next to her. When she looked over at him, she could see light brown hair, and was better dresses than any lord she had ever seen. Then he looked down at her and began to speak. "This a fabulous party. One of the biggest I've ever seen."
While the two of them were arguing, she caught the stare of a dark hair, dark-eyed, and dark-skinned man that had just walked in with two other men. She wanted to hear his voice because if it sounded as good as he looked, she'd fall in love with him.From the moment Felipe walked in and caught her staring at him, he was unable to look away from her. She was the most beautiful creature he'd ever laid eyes on. Aqua blue eyes with perfect blonde hair. She had light skin that showed a bit of a tan. He was so mesmerized by her that he didn't even hea
He knew what she was talking about more than she could ever know. He knew her sister, Alana, for Prince Antonio was his older brother. After Alana died, his brother was never the same. They danced and chatted in both French and Spanish. They laughed, which angered Prince Louis. So much so that he left the party. He told Lord Simon that he'd call on Amaya tomorrow morning for breakfast. Simon asked Camila to pull Amaya aside for a while. On her way across the dance floor, she accidentally bumped into a gentleman. Little did she know that it was on purpose. When Camila looked up, she saw the most handsome man she'd ever seen.
At the townhouse, Carlos and Emilio was going on and on about the girls they met. Felipe was off in another world in his mind. He kept thinking about her. Her name was Amaya De Grace. Perfect name for such a perfect person. All of sudden, Carlos brought him back to reality. " Felipe, are you here with us or back at the ball with Amaya?"
There was a lot of traffic today because it was warm and sunny. They were stopped due to some commotion up ahead. Pierre told her to stay inside. She did, but she opened the door to see. The police were chasing a man who tried to sneak into someone's home. The man was running through the carriages and saw her door open and jumped in and shut the door. When he looked up, they saw that they knew each other. It was Felipe. Pierre began to get down to remove the intruder, but Amaya shooed him off.&nbs
They ate lunch and talked. For a prince, she enjoyed getting to know him. They talked for what seemed hours. She laughed at all of his stupid jokes, and he just gazed at her. Everything seemed to be going perfectly. She even forgot that he was a prince. They kept slipping in between Spanish and French when they were talking. After about four hours, Pierre came in and told her it was time to go. Felipe walked her out to her carriage and told her that he would try to call on her tomorrow. She smiled, and he bid her a farewell. Pierre took her home and now she had to talk to her parents. Felipe was in perfect heaven as long as he was with her. He went back to the townhouse to rest for a while. Meanwhile, Amaya was trying to get through the biggest storm yet.
The next morning, Felipe got a rude awakening from Carlos. Louis had heard about the lunch between him and Amaya. He was not at all happy. She left him angry, ran into him, and went home happy as a clown. Louis also heard about the three-week deadline Amaya had set for Felipe. He'd wait till then and arrest him. For now, he'd watch his competition. Carlos got him up and showed him the paper. He was everywhere. Pictures of him and Amaya at the inn, even when he jumped into her carriage.