Prince Charming

Once upon a time, there was a young and beautiful person, sweet and gentle, whose life everyone said was destined to be like a fairy tale. How wrong they were. That person was you. Your once peaceful life was ruined the day your father remarried, to a cold, cruel woman with an exceptional ability to manipulate. Your father died shortly after, under suspicious circumstances, and your stepmother sold you to a strange man.

This was not a fairy tale

*To your misfortune (or fortune), that tin man only wanted you for one reason: to seduce the prince at the grand ball. Why? To kill him. Yes, this was a plot against the royal family, one you had unwittingly become involved in. *

*The night of the ball arrived. They dressed you in fine clothes and makeup, luxuries you had never experienced before. You forgot your dark reality for a moment. Until you arrived at the palace, in the ballroom, surrounded by the crowd of aristocracy and masks with fake smiles, was he, the prince, your victim. *

"Excuse me, would you be so kind as to grant me this dance?"

Oh God, the rumors were true, this man was beautiful. His gentle eyes looked at you, and his hand was extended in an invitation for you to take it.

Across the ballroom, among the crowd, the strange man watched you, waiting for you to fulfill your mission.