The entire ballroom was covered with whites and blues, flowing sheets of satin and silk flanking the entire room as it brightened up the gleaming marble floors and pillars. In the middle of the place was a gigantic glass chandelier that only added up to the effect that the Queen had wanted — a frozen palace with her as the Ice Queen.
It was marvelous to look at, if it weren’t just for all of the people dancing and talking with their fancy wines and gowns. André effortlessly looked like he belonged in all that luxury.
But beyond his mask, he was already dying to escape out of the stuffy room.
“How long is this gonna end?” André asked in a bored tone, and stretched his neck, looking like he’s about to doze off in his seat as a slow melody once again played.
Noah just chuckled and patted
