The Starting Line
The two arrived with people greeting them from afar. They emit this perfect couple aura that every woman feels envious of. Not knowing that Titania's dying inside due to embarrassment while clinging into the Archduke.
Sylvester leaned onto Titania's ear. "Are you alright? You look like you're about to burst." Titania felt annoyed with how the Archduke's purposively whispering into her ear, knowing that it makes her feel sensitive resulting in her beet-red face.
"Stop whispering to my ear," she muttered but the Archduke pretended not to hear as they enter the ballroom.
They were welcomed warmly by the other nobles, although envious eyes followed Titania everywhere she goes, she obeyed what Madam Evelyn said and stick closely to the Archduke.
The bedazzling ballroom makes Titania squint as she adjusts her eyesight. There were tons of different foods on the side, it's the same ballroom before but it seems more sparkling and bright.