The ball comes faster than I had expected, but soon enough it's time for me to get ready. While I'm being dressed, with my makeup being done, I can't help but think of how bad I feel for Meada. She had been sent off to a convent, and her life would never be the same. It's sad. Even if she's still considered "eligible" when she comes back, she won't be able to be with the man that she loved. Maybe I was too harsh. I guess I could have tried talking to Claudius about everything that happened.
I'm brought back to reality by a stabbing pain my my head from where a pin slipped and scratched me. "Dammit," I hiss, jerking away from her hands.
"I'm sorry, ma'am," the woman whispers, jerking her hands back. She looks like she's about to cry. "I'll be more careful."
I don't say anything, but just
