The broken mirror (3)

Marlena was startled when she tilted her head and was staring in the face of a stranger. When he grabbed her out of the blue, she felt a familiar presence and thought for a moment that it was the prince she didn't think she would ever see again. A surprising stab of disappointment shot through her body before she spoke to him. 

"Excuse me, sir. I was dancing with…"

"Another man. I already saw that." The stranger's gaze turned into a glare, making his eyes turn red. They were back to their green color in a second, making Marlena wonder if she had imagined it. 

His voice had her heart picking up its pace. She studied the man's face, trying to understand what she could have missed at first glance. She was certain she had never seen him before, yet he felt strangely familiar. The way he looked at her was almost like…

No way. She shook her head.