#c. fiveofswords

“Do you think they’ve got any cake left?” The ball was well under way by the time Caroline had finally found a room secluded enough to take a break. Dancing and drinking and talking to people was fun, until it was overwhelming. And it could get quite a lot very quickly, especially for her. The presence of another was only not unwelcome because it was someone she was comfortable with. Caroline sighed, her eyes moving from Celeste’s frame to the painting she was sitting in front of. “Nevermind, even if there was more cake, I’m much too tired to get some for myself. I do not think mother would be inclined to leave just yet...”