Still at Audrey's party, the guests swayed joyfully to the slow, romantic melodies emanating from the piano, dancing with their partners. Prince, accompanied by his brother Nathan, finished his wine and made his way towards Celine, who was engaged in animated conversation with a group of girls. They were all elegantly dressed in evening gowns, adding to the enchanting ambiance of the event, their sparkling gowns catching the soft glow of the chandeliers.
Prince paused for a moment, a genuine smile playing on his lips. He approached Celine from behind and gently placed a hand on her shoulder. Celine's conversation faltered as she turned, a blush creeping up her cheeks.
'May I have the honour of dancing with the most beautiful girl in this room?' Prince asked, bowing ever so slightly.
Celine's cheeks flushed a delicate pink as she countered, 'My sister is the belle of the ball tonight, truly breathtaking.' Her voice dipped slightly, then rose with a playful lilt. 'But I'm at Prince Ojukwu's disposal.' Extending a hand as graceful and slender as a blooming flower, she accepted the invitation. She couldn't help but notice the amused glances exchanged by the girls surrounding them.
They glided across the dance floor, bathed in the soft glow of the illuminating lights. Celine felt like a true princess, residing in her own fairytale. She couldn't help but steal glances at Prince. He looked dashing in his black Versace suit and matching shoes, his movements exuding a quiet confidence.
Prince, noticing her gaze, leaned closer, his voice dropping to a murmur. 'I know everyone says Audrey is the most beautiful girl here tonight, but to me, you outshine them all.'
'Really?' Celine's smile widened, lighting up her face like a sunrise, as she nestled closer, her head finding its place on Prince's shoulder.
'Celine...' Prince began, his voice filled with affection.
'Mhm?' Celine responded, curious.
'I know you're only fourteen, with a few years to go until you turn eighteen... perhaps I could throw you a sweet sixteen party just as grand as this one,' Prince suggested, his face beaming.
'What will happen when I turn eighteen?' Celine enquired playfully.
'We will go to Buckingham Palace,' Prince answered, his hands securely holding Celine's waist as they continued to sway.
'How can I trust you?' Celine laughed, playfully pinching his nose.
Prince's smile exuded a relaxed and handsome charm.
'I know you were only bluffing,' Celine frowned at him, acting like a spoiled little girl.
'I wasn't bluffing,' he assured her.
'Then you can't go back on your word. You have to take me to Buckingham Palace for my coming-of-age,' Celine demanded, extending her hands. 'You gave Audrey a beautiful birthday present, where is my own?'
'Right here,' Prince whispered, his finger brushing against her lips in a playful touch. Laughing, he then pointed to his own lips, adding, 'Here is your gift.'
Celine playfully pinched his lips, causing Prince to frown.
'Who asks for a gift during someone else's birthday? Are you not ashamed to steal the spotlight from your sister?' Prince pretended to be appalled.
'I don't care; you're my boyfriend, and she's my sister. The law of family accepts that,' Celine blushed, grinning mischievously. With a spoiled little girl's playfulness, she pulled Prince closer and planted a kiss on his rosy lips.
'You know how to make a man act like a fool,' Prince chuckled, clearly enjoying himself.
'Of course, I know what works on you. It's like casting a spell,' Celine teased.
Prince laughed. 'Okay, I'll marry you right away.'
Celine couldn't contain her laughter, stealing a glance at Audrey, who was dancing with Daniel. Audrey had changed into another stunning dress, this time a Chanel red gown. The sweeping sleeve of her gown brushed the floor, undeniably stealing the spotlight.