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I pinned the last strand of my hair into the fancy up-do I'd created for myself and took a deep breath. This was it. There was no more wasting time. I had to go into the ball and find Raynor in an attempt to stop whatever the Duchess had planned. When put like that, it seemed like a rather simple thing to achieve, but I knew that wasn't going to be the case. It would be a gruelling few hours until the ball wound down around midnight.
And it was only going to get harder with each minute longer it took me to find the Prince.
Dart chirped from beside me.
"I know," I assured her. "I need to get going. But how do I look?" I did a twirl, letting the soft grey fabric swish around my lower legs. In hindsight, perhaps I should have put more thought into which dress I picked, as this one wasn
