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Emeric’s POV
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I walked into the Ballroom after my parents. It was the most striking ballroom I had ever been in – and we had a damned good one back home! The floor and staircase were white marble, the orchestra and the MC were nestled in between the inwards curving staircases underneath the landing.
The landing had been decorated in gold painted leaves intertwined with white roses, creating a frame and focal point around the orchestra and the MC. The chandeliers appeared to be floating above us, coated in gold leaf that emitted a soft, candle-like glow, creating one hell of a romantic atmosphere. The roof was a mural of different images consisting of humans, animals, waterfalls, streams, forests and cupids who were shooting their arrows at the unsuspecting human victims. The
