7 (:

‘Sarah is this really necessary?’ I said looking at the dress I was supposed to wear.

‘Of course it is’ She replied. Sarah was of the few people I meet my first month that still liked me. Her husband was the soldier that had helped the week I had announce myself and he liked me as much.

I looked at the dress I had to put on. I really didn’t have a problem with wearing a dress, the problem was the dress. I hated it, it was pink. Not the Screaming vivid fuchsia. Not the soft baby pink. It was just a plain pink not to soft but neither a attention calling one. I hated it.

‘Could I use the dark blue? Pleeeasee’ I loved that dress. I was totally dark blue and the shape was just cool. It was long and had a v-cut in the upper part and in marked the waist really good. It was the most comfortable I had found in the entire kingdom.

She looked at me with one eyebrow raised.

‘It is comfortable and that helps me… be flirtier’ my mind was racing looking for reason I should wear it ‘with my skin, hair and eyes that dress is perfect’ I saw my plan failing ‘please please please’ I put on my puppy eyes.

‘Ok. But if someone asks you nearly killed me when I said no’ She was teasing me.

I took a shower (I was the only one in the castle with an actual shower) and got dressed.

‘You were right, that dress suits you’ Sarah looked so proud that a knot formed in my throat ‘Where did you get that dress?’

‘I saw someone with one that looked like it. I didn’t like the sleeves or the neck part so I just looked at it and then I told one of the designers in the castle how I liked my dress and he did it.

‘If no one falls for you in that dress then you are completely screwed’ She said.

‘Sarah everyone falls for me’ I tried to keep the sad note off my voice.

‘What is it that bothers you? Everyone wants a perfect body like yours and all you do is complain about why everybody likes it’ There was real curiosity in her voice.

‘I love my looks, trust me’ The next words were hard to say. Only Arthur and Josh had heard them and understood them ‘I just wish people will look first at my personality and then decide if they like me or not. Most girls say they don’t like me but the true is that they are jealous. Most boys just decide they like me because I look good not because I am nice or anything’

Saying it out loud made me wonder if it was just that that bothered me. I felt alone all of the sudden. The ball wasn’t going to be as fun with those thoughts in my head. I shook my head as if wanting to erase the thought.

‘Are you ready?’ Sarah asked pointing to the door.

‘I’m always ready’