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"So, you are going to the night ball?" Bailey asked me and I looked at her, letting out a sigh.
"I didn't had the heart to deny him." I mumbled, staring down at my cold porridge, father had asked me to pack for myself. I took a spoonful of it before putting it in my mouth. But I was barely hungry, I was anxious. My stomach felt full. But then I also had promised father to never skip a meal until it's absolutely needed to.
"Well night balls are actually fun. Delicious food, music, couples dancing, the aroma of fresh flowers and the warmth of the firewood. You would really enjoy there." Bailey said with excitement and I rose my brows at her.
"You have been to the night ball? Aren't they meant for the elites and the royals?" Bailey smiled mischievously before she let out a fit o
