A terrible mistake

I slowly turned around and walked back into my room. Someone approached the door and knocked lightly. 

“Come in.” I responded. The door opened and dad’s large tight body appeared as he approached me. 

“You WILL choose one of those men! I briefly glanced at his face as it radiated with anger. I still stood stared out the window in denial, I was NOT going to marry a bag of sludge who doesn’t care about me, I wanted a loving man who I loved and who loved me back…that’s exactly what I was not being offered. 

I had drifted in thought when suddenly father had grunted breaking the silence but raised more tension in the room. A knock pounded on the door breaking the silence once again and stopped my heart from racing. 

A maid’s head popped from the door. “It’s time to dine,” she explained as she walked out shaking her nerves. I followed behind dad. 

We took a seat at the enormously long, crowded stained oak table. Men and women sat chatting lost in discussions that were clearly irrelevant due to their gazes changing so frequently, this bothered me because I was only able to manage one conversation at a time. And father was constantly asking me about men I had briefly glanced at. I was lost in the mumbling of the crowds of people speaking that the meal passed away quickly. I stood from my plate when everyone else started standing, thinking I could get away with running off then. I had spotted a shadow moving by above; through the slightly stained glass dome ceiling. I then noticed another laser, this time right smack in the center of my chest when it cut out a butler forcefully pushing me back onto the floor. He fell to the floor shortly afterwards. I was still processing it when the nurses arrived to take us away. A faint shadow dissolved into the darkness as they did. 

I woke to the soft beating of rain on the window. I shot up in shock, why would he do that!? I thought. I glanced around the room, I had been escorted back to my assigned room. I rushed around and got dressed as that same question whirled around in my head, why would he do that? 

I had come to the ball to have a good time and enjoy myself maybe meet a cute guy, but instead I just ended up almost being shot and a peasant save my highly treasured life. I wanted to know why. I strode down the corridors with haste. A maid led me to the room he was held, the man who had done that terribly heroic thing for all the wrong reasons, he probably did it for fame! I entered the room with caution…