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"It has been a while since I've ever been to a ball," Azalea said to herself as she got ready, placing on her black dress. It had long, lace sleeves and ruffles at the hem. She looked at herself at the mirror and smiled; her expression didn't change when a young woman about her age appeared on the mirror instead of her. "Love the dress, Aza. You will be the envy of ever woman that shows up at the ball," Eva, her best friend, purred. Aza rolled her eyes. As she placed on her hat, she said, "I don't want to be the envy, Eva. I just want to make new friends. Our friendship will never change, I guarantee that. Now leave before the head witch catches you." Almost instantly, Eva's face disappears and Aza sets off for the ball.

She entered the ballroom, seeing a small crowd here and there. Aza lowered her hat, covering her eyes. She was sure spies from her former clan weren't here, but it didn't hurt to be careful. Aza then noticed a peculiar crowd of people introducing themselves and sniffed them out. She then went over to where they were introducing themselves and set out to introduce herself. With a small curtsy, Aza said, "My name is Azalea AspenLight. It's a pleasure to meet you all."