IVORY
Prologues.

There is a strange tradition that is still believed and until now applied hereditary by the kingdom of Goegini when determining the princess who will accompany the life of the prince. Having beautiful feet.

The election of the princess will be held like a competition to find the figure they want. No matter from the lower, middle, or even being. For those who have beautiful legs are very entitled to follow and have the opportunity to become an important part of the kingdom.

This year, the Grey prince Yohansen turned 35 and the king urged him to get married. Grey, who could not resist, resigned because he did not want to make it difficult for himself, or even the worst possibility, to be expelled from the kingdom.

The invitation has also been spread throughout Geogini. As already told, anyone is free to follow the contest. Not based on caste.

“Cute only. Retrina also joined.” urged Monic, one of the two friends who had grown up with Ivory.

“I don't want to live in the kingdom, Mon. I want to live as a commoner.” replied Ivory lightly without needing to explain further to the duo of friends who are now looking at him enthusiastically.

“The news is, that Prince Grey is very handsome, Vo. Come join.” Retrina said, convincing Ivory to be excited to follow their steps following the election of the royal princess who is very step. It will not happen again in the near future, considering the king's male great-grandson is still three years old.

And this is where it ends. Gather with a group of girls who hope big will be betrothed by the prince. Ivory had thought to undo his intention because almost all the girls who came out of the special room looked disappointed, even some of them were unwilling to cry.

“I'll just go home, Mon.”

Monic instead held Ivory's arm tight so as not to escape. While Ivory, not even confident with his appearance that looks dull. Monic clothes alone look better than her clothes. This dress is the best dress she has. Ivory wasn't sure the stocky guard there would let himself in.

Ivory again judged her own appearance, staring from shoulder to toe, everything was nothing interesting. He will be very grateful if later considered deflated and forbidden to meet the prince and king there.

Monic continued to pull himself forward, as the line dwindled further ahead. Ivory's heart was pounding faster as his distance to the room eroded further. He also suddenly lost hope when one of the guards stared strangely at him.

Ivory shook Monic's hand, whining to be let go.

“Mon, I think really should go now. The guard looked strangely at me.”

“Do not care. Just focus, Vo.”

Until it came Ivory's turn who was pushed in first by Monic.

Once thrashed, but in the end Ivory's blood seemed to freeze, his body frozen in place when watching the king and prince concentrate attention on him. Once again he looked at his appearance that looked more like a homeless person.

“Good son. What's your name?” the king asked, breaking the silence.

Hearing the old voice of the King, Ivory hurriedly bowed in salute with an awkward gesture. Then he was invited to sit by one of the royal ladies.

“Sa-me, I mean, my name is Ivory Stagen.”

“A unique name.” chirps the king. “You are different from the others. How old are you?”

“Se-nineteen years.”

The king and the prince looked at each other shortly after hearing Ivory's age.

“Did you get your parents permission when you came here?” this time the prince who spoke, he did not expect that a young girl was determined to follow this important but sickening event.

“I got it.” replied Ivory without daring to stare at the prince.

“All right we start.” prince Grey's word don't want to waste any longer. He was sure the girl would be eliminated and cry on her way home. Wow it's funny not to see the little girl crying like a baby because she was rejected by him.

Experienced dayers on this matter began to raise the bottom of Ivory's long dress. His bead was patterned when he saw Ivory's legs behind the shabby clothes he was wearing. Beautiful feet. His palms were not wide, and his toes tapered to the top. His skin was pure white, and his calves were also no bumps at all. The feet are very beautiful and will be very beautiful if you wear shoes.

The dayang stood with a gentle smile towards Ivory, then turned around and bowed fifteen degrees to the king, and the Grey prince.

“It looks like you will actually get married this time, prince.”

It took a few seconds for the prince to digest the words of the lady-in-waiting in astonishment. It can't be this girl, right?

Without answering, the lady-in-waiting lifted up a little Ivory's dress and showed the girl's beautiful legs.

“He has it. All the desired criteria are on this girl.”

Sontak Ivory also turned a blind eye. He's surprised. How could he be chosen for this? What was the fate of his two friends who were waiting outside? How does he tell his mother later because he did not tell her if she was following this competition. He came for being forced two of his best friends, and now —

“Then tell all the girls out there if we find the woman who will be the prince's bride. Apologize also to them.” the king's word to one of the guardians of the trust of the king.

Ivory's worried. The maniacal whirled around looking at the whole person inside with an anxious look. Especially when he saw the Grey prince who was throwing faces away when their beads intersected. Ivory moved worriedly over her seat as she crumpled the shabby dress with her ten flattened fingers.

“Sa-I can't.” great-grandchild. Attracting all the attention of residents who almost stood up because they thought everything was finished.

“What?” ask the king with a look. “What do you mean can't?”

Ivory grew even more frightened when she saw the Grey prince staring at her sharply. The sword-like gaze was so terrifying, that Ivory immediately broke out in cold sweat from fear.

“I can't get married now. I—”

“You think this is just a game you can take for granted?” ask Grey ketus. He does not like if his future is considered just a joke, especially by a teenage girl who of course does not fit in the criteria of the dream woman he hopes, such as daughter Dayana?

“Sa-I've lied about parental consent. So I hope I am disqualified and you can find another girl who is more entitled to—”

Attractively. Inner Grey.

“No. everything has been decided. And regarding your lies, there will be other sanctions from it.” Grey explained, even the King did not understand the purpose and purpose of his grandson saying that. As for the king, Grey is not an easy figure to forgive, let alone forgive a mistake, especially a lie. Grey will not tolerate any form and purpose the lie was made for.

“But,”

“Dayang San, please announce to them that I have found the girl who will be my next door.” Gray said, again making Ivory panic because now, Grey is walking towards him. Ivory's breath choked as the scent emanating from the prince's body greeted his nose. The aroma of pine and musk combined, making opium.

“And for you, the little girl who likes to lie. I have a special punishment for you, after the wedding procession ends.” []

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