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."
"Yes. My father does know how to throw one."
"You're Lord Simon's daughter? Looking as beautiful as you do, I should've known. Forgive me, I'm Louis."
"Well, it's nice to meet you, your highness."
"Just Louis."
"Okay. Just Louis then."
"Alright, stop messing around, Kitty Cat. Would you like to dance, my lady?"
" I would love to."
Louis led her out on the dance floor and for a moment, they were lost in each other. Laughing and talking and twirling around the dance floor seemed like heaven. They didn't even notice that they were the only ones on the dance floor and everyone was looking at them. Lord Simon and King Francis were watching them and smiling. Lord Simon looked over at King Simon and began speaking with him.
"Well, my king, it looks like we didn't have to do anything to get those two to like each other. I told you they remember the other."
"It would appear that way, Lord Simon. Unfortunately, I need to speak with my son for a moment. I wish I didn't from how happy they look."
When the dance was finished, Pierre went over to Louis. He, himself, hated to break them up. It was probably the happiest he'd ever seen her. He walked up to Louis and told him his father needed to speak with him in private.
"I will be back, my lady. As soon as I find out what my father wants, I'll be right back by your side. Don't disappear on me."
"I'll wait right here. But Prince William may ask me to dance."
"Then, it would be my honor to rescue you."
Sure enough, a couple of minutes after Louis left her side, Prince William asked her to dance. It was hard because William barely knew French and she didn't know English.
" My lady, would you like to dance?"
"Yes."
She tried to pay attention to William, but she just didn't understand him. It had been a while since she was with Louis, and she was hoping he would come back and rescue her, as promised. Luckily, Louis knew English and came and freed her from William.
"Excuse me, William, but I will finish this dance with her. She doesn't know English, so she has no idea what you've been saying. Plus, you have two left feet. And I hopefully plan on having her for a wife."
"Careful, Louis, mother says I can take her for a wife if I wanted to. I could, right now, you know. There would be nothing you could do about it, either, Louis."
"How will you ask her? She doesn't speak your language. Her father won't help you. She's his only child left. Besides, you're English, everyone here is French. No one would blame her if she turned you down."
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.  
Amaya quickly got up and ran to warn Enzo. By the time she closed the bathroom door, her father opened her bedroom door. She wet her hair and tried to get a robe on while Enzo got dressed and hid behind the dressing wall. When she came out, her father was sitting on the chair by the door. "Sorry, I was in a bath. Is something wrong, daddy?"
It didn't last long, though. Even though it was seven years ago, she still had nightmares about that day. She woke up screaming and Felipe panicked. Pierre knew that scream and stopped the carriage and got to her. "Amaya, sweetie, look at me. You're okay, everything is okay. Look, look, it's alright."