The Taste of Seduction

Meredith swallowed hard and cleared her throat.

"You look-" He choked. Meredith raised her eyebrows in a gesture for him to finish his sentence and stop staring. He snapped out of it, gaining composure and gave a crooked smirk of a smile.

"You look incredible," He breathed.

"Thanks. I heard you selected the dress. Thank you."

Marcus gave a low bow

"It\'s my pleasure princess. "You are truly exquisite as if this dress was tailored to fit you. Such a shame I won\'t be helping you to remove it tonight." He teased with a small frown on his face.

Meredith blushed and rolled her eyes at him.

"So are you ready?" Marcus asked.

"No…I don\'t think I can do this." Meredith breathed.

"It\'s not a matter of if you can or cannot," Marcus said and stared deep into her eyes. "It\'s whether or not you have the strength to accept what\'s now yours and face the future with your head held high."

Meredith swallowed, took a deep breath and forced out a smile. She was ready to embrace her future and the responsibilities as her parents\' daughter. And she would do it with as much positivity as she could manage. That\'s what her parents would\'ve wanted.

A second later, trumpets sounded and loud booming voice echoed,

"Ladies and Gentlemen, the moment we have all

been waiting! May I have the pleasure of

introducing for the first time, Lady Meredith Rossi of Arkaans. The last of the royal bloodline, Princess, and heir to the throne!"

"Guess this is it…" She murmured.

Marcus gave her a reassuring smile before she walked inside.

Silence fell, aside from the trumpets and she took a deep breath as she walked toward the stairs.

Time seemed to slow down and the music faded away from her senses as she stopped at the top of the staircase and gazed down at the scene below.

The ballroom was large with high ceilings which accommodated hundreds of people and a live band.

She looked down at the stairs at the crowd of people staring at her with their mouths open.

They were wearing masks so Meredith had no idea who was who. Maybe they wanted her to be the focus of attention so she was the only one whose face wasn\'t covered.

No one made a single sound as she swept her eyes across the massive crowd of people, her face a

mask of calm indifference. Based on their eye colors she knew there were witches, vampires and werewolves present then there was him.

His black mask blended in with his long sleeve

charcoal colored shirt. Black leather gloves covered his hands and wrists.

His dark hair was tousled and gave him that typical bad-boy look.Even in the midst of all the dark

clothes, his eyes were the first thing she noticed

about him.

His blue eyes seemed to glow as he fought to keep his eyes locked on her own. His gaze was hot

and slow, and once his eyes flickered downwards, it

was as if he couldn\'t stop them.

His eyes roamed the dress she was wearing and the familiar desire glinted in his eyes.

Meredith sucked in a deep breath and her heart hammered in her chest. No-it couldn\'t be….

Breathing out to calm her raging heart. She pulled back her shoulders and lifted her chin, trying not to be intimidated by the powerful men and women in the room.

She began to slowly walk down the stairs. The long train of her red dress followed behind her, and the slit in the side of her dress allowed her right leg to peek out of the fabric with each step she took.

Her eyes locked with Marcus who gave her a small nod. He was not wearing a mask just like her and then there was Katrina. She smiled and waved at Meredith. Meredith returned the smile and her confidence increased.

As she neared the bottom of the stairs, she found Marcus in front of her extending his hand for her.

Meredith\'s eyes widened in shock as he was standing at the far end a second ago. She didn\'t think she would ever get used to his inhuman speed.

Meredith accepted it with a radiant smile, whispering in return, "Thank you."

The crowd parted as they passed through. All eyes

were trained on them.

Meredith held Marcus\'s hand tighter, a little wary of the overt attention. She was used to their curious stares, but this open ogling was a bit ridiculous.

When they made it past the crowd to the entrance of the ballroom, she asked, "What are they staring at?"

Marcus squeezed her fingers and smirked,

"Probably awestruck by your beauty."

Meredith didn\'t have time to respond before the announcer boldly proclaimed,

"Also, on this day I\'d like to proudly introduce to

you Prince Marcus Wilson of the vampire clan and his betrothed, Princess Meredith Rossi of Arkaans. Their marriage would ensure the alliance that has been between the vampires and werewolves for centuries now."

Once he said this, everyone looked back to Meredith once again. She was greeted with fanged

grins, scrowls and also some blank expressions.

She looked around, her breathing a little faster than normal. Meredith took in all the people that stared at her.

Then her eyes met his again, those blue eyes. Meredith sucked in a deep breath. Even though she couldn\'t see his face…those eyes were so familiar.

"Please let\'s all make space as the princess and her new found love share in their first dance,"

Meredith averted her gaze but not before she saw the hurt and pain flashed in the man\'s eyes.

Marcus bowed lightly and stretched out his hand to her.

Meredith swallowed and took his hand. Marcus looked down at her and she stared up at him. They began to move to the tune of the music but her mind was occupied by the blue-eyed man. Who was he?

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