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The ball

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ALTHEA

The excitement in the air is almost suffocating.

Girls are twirling, giggling, whispering about the ball. A masquerade. Lady Ivanna made the announcement just after breakfast, and since then, the palace has been buzzing like a hive of bees. Everyone’s talking about dresses, masks, and which royal they hope to dance with.

But I don’t share their excitement.

This ball, this celebration… it’s going to come with a feast. Tables full of food we could never finish. Dozens of dishes made to impress, to dazzle. Meanwhile, commoners barely have scraps to feed their children. It makes my stomach twist.

“Elena, Mira,” I say, staring at the emerald green dress they’re holding up, “I told you to keep it simple.”

Mira waves a dismissive hand. “You did. We just chose to ignore you.”

Elena giggles. “It would’ve been a crime to put you in anything boring.”

The dress is far from simple. It has a fitted corset, silk sleeves that drape off my shoulders, and tiny silver beads that sh
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