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Cassandra seemed to glide elegantly across her bedroom floor in her pale blue corset dress with the intricate white lace embroidery. The full skirt was layers of pale blue and, white material that was also embroidered, some of the over-layer of pale blue fabric pulled up to her hip on one side. The skirt hid her still bare, except for the white tights she wore, feet. She would put her metallic silver strappy heels on her feet closer to the time she needed to leave her room, and those were beside her bed waiting for her.

A soft sigh escaped her as she picked up a small remote and pointed it toward a small sound system across the room, immediately playing one of her favourite pieces by Tchaikovsky. The sound of the Waltz of the Snowflakes filled the room as Cassandra danced around, light on her feet as she closed her deep brown eyes. She held her dress up a bit in each hand, preferring to not accidentally step on it and ruin it. After a few moments of this though, she became bored and moved over to the large four poster bed and lay down carefully on her back. " How boring it is to wait.." she murmured aloud to herself as she stared up at the transparent white curtains of her bed.