The dance
It was an amazing feast, I had almost forgotten how angry I was with the council at this point and was getting into the music that was playing. We had all started drinking a bit of strawberry wine after dessert was served and the instrumentals had started getting a bit more upbeat. My face was getting sweaty under the stupid mask I had been forced to pick out so I took it off and set it on the table next to my mostly finished plate of cherry pie. I took nice long sip of my drink and then set it down next to the mask, it's not like everyone didn't already know who I was. I looked around the room wondering who some of the guests were since I had never seen any of them dressed up like this and the masks hid some of their identities rather well. When I glanced over at the ball room I notice
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