The Prince & I: The Prince & I Season 1 - 5
Resigning yourself ???

"Girls and viewers !!! Welcome back !!! Here are our finalists, the three most beautiful and best daughters of Evertonia! Who is the winner who deserves the love of His Highness Crown Prince Rey of Evertonia?

The remaining three princesses contestants will compete today in a secret contest in which Prince Rey alone has determined the type of lomba and each princess will be in direct contact with the Prince, fighting skills, the art of communication and of course chemistry, where no one can escape without giving appearance and also chemistry that is not only unidirectional!

What race is that?"

The voice of the green-haired MC Mr. Kribo. Broccoli re-emerged in the ballroom of the luxurious Evertonia palace that is vast. The contestants who are already wearing elegant clothes may stand like princesses in the Miss UniverZe pageant, Joy one of them. She was not so used to this beautiful appearance, and her hair was also the shortest on its own, so it felt strange. At least for himself, not to mention when standing 2 real princesses by his side. Its friendly and compact competitors have been fighting it all out since setting foot a few days ago!

Chelsea's long blonde princess rolled around so beautifully with glittering glitter, menor and full color berias, thick eyebrows, false eyelashes and super glossy cheek blush and shiny painted false nails. Like a top model.

Putri Velove black-haired jet like a model of advertising shampoo, also berias minimalist and polished make-up style dewy face, very natural but still ayu, it makes Joy even more insecure because she can never dress up like that at home.

Indeed, Joy is naturally beautiful, especially when not wearing glasses like this, Rey behind her sunglasses that are still worn, secretly likes to peek at Joy's appearance and praise without sound. As a Prince who is 'looking for a mate' he must remain neutral until the end of the show, so the glasses, cool but ugly (according to Joy) still perched on his nose which is quite pointed.

Prince Rey sits alone in full royal uniform on the throne, present without his father the king. Presumably the King does not like this kind of event, even though it is official and formalized though.

"Now we begin this round of decisiveness. Ready or not, these beautiful princesses will meet the Prince in person, one on one..."

The princesses gasped at the MC's slightly stressed one-on-one statement. What's the lomba about? Don't-don't archery? A horse? The karate? Play chess or badminton against the Prince?

"Dance in pairs with the Prince !!!

Yes, as we all know, dancing is a worldwide royal tradition Ever, and the princesses and sons of the king have been taught the art of dance from an early age. Not only as entertainment and recreation, dance is a statement of love, dance is a movement of the heart, dance is a... OUR FINAL SHOW !!!"

The princesses cheered happily, except for Joy.

Suddenly he felt like a broken robot. Or a deflated balloon. Limply.

"Gosh my god."

"Yayyy !!! I am the champion of the royal dance and have also been training hard every day !!!" chelsea Princess's eyes twinkled and she smiled widely as she clasped tightly and shook the hands of her best friend Princess Velove and jumped together on the spot, jogging with pleasure.

"The loser's been caught, tuh, just look at him dragging around the corner, his legs must now be wet with sweat like a rat's gobbled up in a comberan that's afraid of being eaten by a cat! Cats are a beautiful race like us." Chelsea glanced dismissively with a sharp eye corner towards Joy who still could not digest Mr MC's announcement. Broccoli.

"Dance? Disco only I can't. Modern dance alone cannot memorize movement. Especially traditional. Anyway, Joy can memorize anything, except movement. So, how's this?

Rey, how can you give me such a hard test?"

"First appearance: Princess Chelsea and Prince Rey !!! Let's applaud and encourage them !!!" MC gave both names he called forward.

"Uhh, how come I have to see this, it feels like being upset, resentful, jealous mixed into one!" lamented Joy. But actually he was lucky, because there was already a little picture at least how to move that is not too embarrassing.

Prince Rey waited, then politely reached out to her first dance partner. Music filled the room. And the two began to dance as in the Disni films, the woman holding the hand of her male partner while the man clasped the waist of the female partner with all his heart. Both are quite compact, and Princess Chelsea is not at all awkward. His furry eyes were plump but his fake continued to look at the prince's eyes, trying to pierce through the lens of his sunglasses, full of inexplicable lust. It was as if he wanted to swallow that shitty rebellious noble guy, whether love or not, who obviously he was eager to win this final race.

The music stops, and both dances end sweetly. It's just that Princess Chelsea is holding Rey, so the prince cleared his throat and reminded politely. "Thank you" he said in his trademark low voice, capable of making any woman levitate.

"Oh, yes, equally, Your Highness. Remember, pick me!" Chelsea turned and sniggered flirtatiously. Yes, I did it !!!

"Second mate, Princess Velove." general MC. And it all happened again. Princess Velove was almost as flexible as Princess Chelsea, and Prince Rey accompanied her to dance very well, there is not the slightest mistake such as a foot stepped on or a scene of wrong movement that Joy actually waited for as a reason to give a bad assessment.

In other words, the two rival princesses danced smoothly, friendly, harmonious, well-done.

"Third mate, Princess Zoy." The general MC called the last participant.

"Oh oh, what am I supposed to do?"

All dark. Joy was attacked by panic, almost fainted. Need some fresh air. "Get out, Joy, Get out." Suddenly he stood up from his chair, looked left-right, then suddenly stepped away. Instead of going to the stage, he half ran to the open exit facing the park.

"Ehhh... Where are you going, Princess Zoy, wait, come back..." MC Mr's. Broccoli confusion. "The show isn't done yet.. camera, cut !!!."

Where is Princess Zoy aka Joy going? Did he resign?