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Fahad and the girl, whom was so interesting, reached the ballroom as the clock striked midnight. She had yet to answer him about her name but it was too late now. He must go up in front of the crowd, and announce his identity. His sister approached them and grabbed his other arm. "My pardons, Miss but I need my brother for a little bit. Do you mind?" With that, she was pulling him away and leading him through the crowd. Fahad managed a small apolegetic expression before he was pushed to the front of the crowd.

"You could be a little more gentle." He said grudgingly. He would have liked to at least have gotten her name before he had to attend to his duty. His sister rolled her eyes and urged him to the stage. "We'll talk later." She mouthed. He shook his head, she meant well, and he knew without her urging, he would probably skip most of the things expected of him. He made his way onto the stage and greeted Kings Takumi and Alexander, who had already revealed themselves, with a bow. He then took off his mask to reveal his face as the King of Duskin. Smile, he thought, remember to smile at the crowd. And he did, appearing for all the congregation that he was happy to be there. And, knowing there was someone here who seemed like him, and who he would actually probably enjoy dancing with, he realized that he was in fact having fun.





Sidhe felt power coursing through her as the clock striked midnight. It was time. She began to speak the words of the spell to conjure the dark shield with her sisters. She also had to work to keep her other powers under control, especially the bad luck, which she will let go rampant after. Chaos will ensure tonight, she knew.