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At least she was starting to learn. The rest of the meeting was spent turning her soft, romantic vision into something that actually mattered, gothic luxury. I wanted the ballroom to look like sin itself had dressed up for the night. Heavy drapes, dark florals, and gold cutlery. The kind of beauty that makes people uncomfortable, makes them whisper but keeps them staring. Let them all suffer while pretending to enjoy the night.

“Mother, I’m mating the Queen's nephew. Do you want me to invite only five people and a stray cat?” I snicker, and Alma shoots me a look before shaking her head. “Fine. A hundred and fifty. But we need a venue that can accommodate that many.” Cass leans forward. “I was thinking the grand hall.” Alma hums in thought. “That could work. But what about decorations?” Cass waves a hand. “Golden chandeliers, burgundy and white roses, candlelit ambiance. I want it elegant but not over the top.” Alma nods approvingly. “Finally, something we agree on.”

“I couldn't let you handle it by yourself, you don't have to worry Noelle is doing well” I let out a sigh. Thank goodness. “Thank you Lia.” “It's no problem my lady, let's begin” she said clasping her hands together. After a few hours of preparation everything was finally done. The main room where we decorated was dazzling. White roses and silver lanterns lined the walls, lace doilies on every table, and the scent of expensive tea leaves steeping in porcelain kettles. We’d even laid out a harpist in the corner. It was Lia’s idea she had a niche for these things.

*** The hall is massive, the largest space in the entire school, built specifically for both formal and informal ceremonies. It's beautifully decorated with silk red fabric running from pillar to pillar. A dramatic, shimmering chandelier hangs in the center of the room, adding to its flair. The crowd is just as massive. Every student is in attendance, their eyes on me and the five other newly appointed members of the Black Wolf School Council. We're sitting on slightly elevated ground, clad in our ceremonial robes. It almost feels like a middle school graduation, but with a higher degree of class and a cheering section comprised of my friends.

I wash my face quickly, get dressed, and go down to the dining room for breakfast. On the way to the dining room, I pay attention to the beautiful decoration that has been set up so far. The staircase is decorated with silk strips of fabrics of different colors where their finishes are made with giant bows. If I have understood correctly, garlands of flowers will be added but will do this much later to keep the flowers fresh during the hours when the ball will be in progress. I reach the dining room and greet my parents as always with the morning kiss on the cheek, and I sit.

What did he want? The second floor of the school was occupied by classrooms where several students entered and left. The second floor was the cafeteria, the library, the video library. And on the third floor was a hall for dance classes. Everything was painted in light colors, but the furniture and objects were made of dark wood in a strong contrast to the white curtains. The school campus was quite large, with trees and wooden benches scattered here and there, and a strip of gravel leading to the basketball and soccer courts. At this moment some students were scattered around talking about the cinematic costume ball that would take place on Saturday to benefit the hospital that had been loo

I put on a smile and laughed, placing a gloved hand on my hip. "You scared me, Mase," I said. He dramatically bowed and gave my hand an apologetic kiss. "Forgive me, miss, I had no intention of frightening you," he joked. I laughed again and Mason grinned, holding out his jacketed arm for me to grab. We began walking up the stony steps and soon entered the majestic school. High ceilings and lights loomed over our heads as we walked through the marble hallways. Stained-glass windows were embedded in the dark walls and mosaics of beautiful patterns decorated them. Bumbling students clad in expensive, delicate clothing buzzed all around us, preparing for lessons.

and "Games. I strolled over to the first box and lifted the lid, uncovering an ocean of blue and silver decorations. I could already picture the way the banquet hall would look, transformed into a whimsical wonderland of Morgan’s favorite colors. With a smile, I took out a spool of lace, running my fingers along the smooth glossy silk. "Okay, Marrissa, let's make this perfect." I mumbled to myself. With just two days to go, I felt the excitement build in me already. The dining table was at that point cleaned up, and I started arranging the various decorations in the order I planned to use them. Streamers, balloons, and fairy lights would go up first. I wanted the room to be an enticing, ench

After some time, we retreated to the school. Entering the school, we made our way towards the auditorium. The hallway was decorated with lovely hanging hearts. The auditorium was also beautifully decorated with red roses and scented candles. Red and black were today's themes. Loud applauding and clapping brought me out of my reverie, I followed the source and how I wished I didn't.

I pulled Eleanor along but not before pushing out my tongue and showing of the face to Damien. ‘’Omg! Manners Cressida! What are you doing?’ My inner voice spoke in, scolding myself. We pushed through the mobbed hallways until reaching the classroom number 44. On entering, I saw how familiar it was to our classrooms on earth. The walls were painted with cream white colour. The ceiling had spotlights infused in it as they lightened the entire classroom. Vertical windows were lined up on the front wall, as we stepped in. Smart Board was attached on the wall at the right side of mine, instead of a white board or a black board. Quite high tech, I liked it.