Enchanted: based off the song by Taylor Swift

background/what you need to know

Listen to the song mentioned in the title. You will basically hear a summary of this story. If you don't want a spoiler... then listen to it after I finish writing the whole story(I'll tell you when.)
This story is about a medieval girl who is one of the top warriors in the king's army. Usually, girls weren't aloud to be in the military, but due to her amazing skills and a lost bet, she is stuck working for the king. The weird thing is that she actually likes to fight. It releases all of her anger.
There is also a prince involved. This prince is not one of those preppy, think-they-know-more-than-the-rest-of-us kind of prince. Because of that, his subjects love him. But what they don't know is that he just want to escape it all. See, in this story, it is the day when this prince turns 18. That means that he has to find an eligible maiden to become his bride. His father invites everyone, within the country and beyond. And guess what, everyone comes, including the king's army. The warriors have to appear normal in front of the crowds in order to prtect the throne from harm. The best of the royal army protect the direct throne: the king, the queen, the younger prince, and the next-in-line-to-the throne's prince (who is the one turning eighteen). As you all probably have guessed, Alex is assigned to watch the Prince, but secretly doing so without anyone knowing besides herself, the king, and the commander of the army.

Now this is where our story begins

I hear the clock strike 7 times. 7:00 pm. 30 minutes untill the birthday party. I continue to put on the dress that Cheif ordered me to wear. (To see it, look in the comments )
I see someone come in. She appears to be a servant girl no older than the age of 12.

"Hello, miss," I hear the girl say with a beautiful, delicate accent, "They instructed me to help you get dressed. And by the looks of things, I think you need that help." I grimace and she comes closer to help me. I feel her untangle something and then the dress just falls into place. She then comes in front of me to help lace up the dress. She starts to tighten the dress really tightly.

"If you are trying to kill me, it won't work," I say, my temper starting to rise.

"I'm so sorry miss." She loosens it and I relax. She ties it and then moves back to see if it's okay. She grins, so I guess that means that it works. "It fits perfectly on you. I underestimated the commander's taste in fashion."

"Actually he likes to be called Cheif." She ignores the correction.

"Do you have a stool?" I nod and tell her that it is in the closet. She gets it and places it right in front of me. "You don't need a lot of makeup. Just a couple touch-ups." She works on my face for what seems like only a couple of seconds. She then hops off the stool and puts it back in the closet.

"It's 7:35 miss. You have to get going." Already? I make sure that my dress is not falling onto the ground and I make my way to the ballroom, where the party is being held. I drop my hands from my dress and enter the room. I see Cheif near the food table. Of course.

Once I arrive there, I tap him on the shoulder. He quickly turns around. He sees me and loosens his face.

"Thank god. I thought you were the king." He looks me up and down. "Crap."

"What's wrong?" I look down at the dress.

"Child, we have to blend in. I did my job too well." I force myself to grin.

"Thanks Cheif." That sounded sotlrt of awkward coming from him. I mean, he is like the dad I never had.

"No problem kiddo. Now, do what you came here to do. Keep your eyes on the prince." He moves my face towards the direction of where the Prince is standing.

Truth be told, I never saw the prince before. I look for a face that appeared to be the face of a prince. I lay my eyes on a good-looking male talking to a blond lady.

"Yes sweetheart. That's him." Wow. I heard gossip that he looked nice, but apparently that was an understatement. But it's not only that. The way he laughs at the lady's poorly made jokes and the way he listens to her shows that he's not just any hot guy. He's different and has actual life in him.
Everything else in the room starts to fade away and all I notice is him. He bows to the lady and gives her his hand. I feel a chill of jealousy ride up my spine. He leads the pretty blond girl to the dance floor and they start to dance a slow song. Of course the song changes when he gets onto the dance floor with her. They start to dance and she lays her head on his chest. I smirk to myself when I see his uncomfortable expression. He smoothly moves her off him so she can spin. Nice move. I watch the beautiful blond twirl and then back into his arms. I freeze in alarm when I notice something. Instead of watching her, he is watching me.