That night, as people filed into the palace's grand ballroom, CC and I were seated on either side of our parents. CC took the time to accept every birthday wish and gift graciously, as was the duty of a princess. She stunned with the new tiara from her parents topping her high updo in her classical ice blue ball gown, with a sleeveless bodice studded in blue sapphires. My gift, a pair of blue diamond earrings, hung from her ears and complimented the dress perfectly.
The compliments to CC took so long and were so plentiful that I was getting impatient. I already knew that my sister was beautiful. I had seen her all dolled up a million times. The woman I wanted to see had yet to appear. I raised my head up to look for her in the queue of people coming to pay their respects and this is how I
