"You become prettier each year, Lady Esme. I'm still in awe over such a feat," Remly complimented, as we danced alongside the other nobles.
"You praise me too much, your highness," I stated, the usual response to his compliments. Remly was as charming as the novel had claimed, and as we grew older, he only seemed to lavish me with more and more flattery. I didn't think into it too deeply though, I knew that his character was the sort that was kind to most, which is why there were so many girls who chased after him.
"I have to disagree. I do not believe my words give proper justice," He surprised me, continuing on. I meet his golden gaze, thrown off. Our usual responses had changed.
"How could that be, Prince Remly? You have always been gracious towards me."
"I do wish to be in your g
