Fall ( III )

The hum of music reverberated through the walls. Veronica's arm was looped around Dion's as she smiled humbly at everyone walking in. Tapping Dion on the chest, he loosened his grip as she approached Allard, "It's a pleasure to see you tonight, Duke Salvatore. It's been a long time coming for me to greet you like this." 

He bowed his head. Dark tresses and twinkling deep blue eyes stared back at Veronica, "I am honored that the name fell onto me. I hope to meet everyone's expectations." He glanced around the bustling floor. 

He was scouring to see. The star of the show had yet to show her face. Everyone was here to see the Princess, after all, she had just finished erupting from the rumors. Not a single gaze was held for anyone else, it was the perfect stage. His parents had questioned on whether he wished for his debut to be at someone else's event. 

Allard didn't care for the fame.