Lord and Lady Golding.

“Do we have to wear this”, Raisel asked clearly in distress, “Everything is clinging to my skin so tight, I might pass out any time soon”

Dragomir turned to look at her, “I beg you please don’t, that will be defeating the whole not attract unnecessary attention to ourselves purpose”

“Do I?”

“Yes you do, this circus is for the high-class ladies and gents. I think they’ll appreciate it if you don’t show up in high boots and your sword by your side”, he answered, "That would be terrifying"

“I’m going to trip over, this dress is just…”

“I think you look perfect”, he blurted out before he could stop himself and he was right. She had on the ocean blue dress that just perfectly complimented her ocean blue eyes. Her long dark hair was not tied up in a ponytail, as usual, it was braided in two.

He could have sworn he saw a red tint on her cheek but she looked away quickly.

They got to the white and red striped tent and handed over their tickets to the man on the outside.

He bent his han