Snippet #1869681

The ride to the city had not been the most pleasent on the four-person carrige her parents had paid for. The heat of the morning sun burned a little too bright and the rocky roads added bumpy to the not-so-great trip. Of course, she said none of this to her parents, keeping the thoughts to herself, not even bothering, they would just shush her at the end.

Inside the palace walls, the tension and desperation hung too thick in the air for her to stand it. So many were there to impress, wearing their best party clothes and family jewels, that they din't seem to enjoy what was supposively made for pure entertainment in her opinion. Her mask was made out of metal, wrapping around half of her face in breautiful swirling patern, almost see-through, but didn't steal any attention from her well-arranged curls and bright eyes. Her mother had forced her into a thick dress, the colors of fire. The corset was pulled on a little too tight, and the warm weather only added on to the heat that was produced by others. The small fan that she kept a hold on only helped by a bit, but it was certainly better than nothing.

After following her parents' instructions of sharing a dance with a few of the men that had fancied her for a dance, she finally made her way out into the castle's gardens that she had been eyeing the whole time from the pulled back courtains. People sat, walked, chatted here as well, but the clean air brought pleasure to her. From here, the music was faint, but pairs still joined in to the beat. Here, the air was lighter, somewhere easier to breathe.