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            “If you’re looking for someone to pay for your drinks, try someone else.” If he’d known about the dress code, then he would have stayed home for the night instead of listening to the annoying voice in his ear that kept him from getting any rest. If anything, he’d come to appease them and get a drink or two before heading back home for the rest of the night. But he’d seen a few people react weirdly to the drinks, which left him sticking with the same beers that he always drank. “I mean it. I’m wearing the costume of someone with more patience than I usually have.”

Where: The Divine Palace 

On day one, the palace was decked out on spooky decorations for the haunted tour. Everyone had traveled all over town to different houses of the rulers who had passed away in the hundred year streak of deaths after her captivity and the last stop always brought them back to the palace. She knew the story by heart because she lived. The fabricated story people put together to make themselves feel better of a girl with a claim to the throne who’d escaped forced captivity in Northland Falls, only for a curse to be sent down upon the Forest, leaving the death of every royal family member in power for a hundred years until the woman they called the Lost Princess took her place on the throne. 

Iris dressed as a dancer, although it was a bittersweet reminder of the past she never got the opportunity to live. “The Lost Princess was just an aspiring dancer, with aspirations of love, happiness and success. The forest has a way of righting any wrongs, and the Goddess of all, Mother Nature, seems to believe in karma. Feel free to travel through the rest of this palace, live some of the scares of the Lost Princess and see if you dare to survive it.” Of course, there was nothing in these halls like her captivity, more so jump scares, trap rooms, and creepy decorations. “I’ll be here as well, so you’re more than welcome to stay and ask any questions you like. Or simply chat with the Goddess for a time.” 

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River hadn’t fully read the label on the potion bottle before she upturned it towards her lips and drank it all. That was her first mistake. Normally, the faerie Princess was more careful. Especially since her cousin, Rowan, would be out of commission as Southland’s Queen soon. River’s cousin was pregnant with her first child, after all. Thus, in hindsight, River surmised that her disregard of observation skills were her fault. The blissful sense of content seemed to drain from River’s being, akin to a leaky faucet, and before she knew it... a shroud of fear, dense and stifling, wrapped about her in its stead. The Princess’ second mistake, it seemed, was drinking the entirety of a fear potion at the party.

Faintly, she could hear the voice of Royce, her deceased father, mocking her instant impulse to leave. ...A real Hartwell stood their ground. Assessed their environments. Deduced the weaknesses of any and all threats. At least, that was how he’d raised her. At the sound of another’s voice close by, River jumped in obvious surprise at the sight of the person’s presence. “...I’m sorry.” She ignored the Royce’s hiss in her head about how she should never apologize. Never ask for permission, only forgiveness. If she must. River’s own voice caught in her throat. “Pardon me,” She reworded. “I don’t think that I saw you. I-” Her dark brown eyes struggled to stay on the person’s face.

River’s gaze landed, eventually, onto the floor beneath them. She jumped again, unknowingly moving closer to the other person’s as a result. “Shit! Did you see that? What? What in the seven suns is that?” River pointed down, the tip of her manicured index finger directed towards the pair’s shadows. The Princess felt fear in its truest sense. Something she hadn’t felt in a long time.

When: The Palace before the potions Party.

Nerves never came having so many people in her realm. In fact, she had more excitement than anything because she trusted her guards and the Valkyrie to have her well protected. The nymphs were always strongly protected even if it appeared they were having the time of their lives. Though in all of this she did still want to speak with Svala in case she needed her warriors for a fight. Or perhaps she just wanted to talk to the leader because she hadn’t seen her all day. 

“Hey, I just wanted to go over plans make sure we’ve covered tonight. I already spoke with Rik about guards in rotation but having some extra eyes with the Valkyrie won’t hurt. But also I haven’t seen you all day, I nearly forgot what your face looked like,” she said dramatically. “But it’s just as beautiful as ever. 

Where: Westland Masquerade Ball

Alden and Vada sat at one of the tables at the ball, watching some of the other dancers twirled around the floor. His thumb absentmindedly caressed her shoulder as he leaned in and kissed her cheek. “Before we go dance, I have to talk to you about something serious.” He adjusted his hold on her, so that she was resting against him. “I know I’ve not been forthcoming about my dad, because he left me with a lot to think about before I spoke with you about it.” 

Where: The Divine Forest getting ready before the Potions party

Beau had quite a few different options she could have worn and she had Kat being her judge of outfits. She cycled through so many before she got to her Maleficent costume. She walked out of the bathroom to stand in front of Kat. “How do I look? Tiny yet evil?” she asked, hands up posing as if she were a model. “There’s also a gag, but...it’d be kind of hard to talk with that in so it might be overkill.” 

Where: The Divine Forest Spooky river ride

Beau had convinced Markus to go on the spooky river ride with him so they could have some valuable brother sister time. “So, your wife is very pregnant...how are we feeling about that?” she asked after having seen Rowan for the first time in a while. “And of course, we’re going to talk about my role as an ambassador in Kings Hill. I know we were probably hoping the seat would stay vacant, but I would be happy to stay on in the role. I think the princess might need me. She’s like me. She’s an immortalem. So we’ll have even more information on our species and her family.” 

Where: Westland Masquerade Ball

Beau enjoyed taking her mind off of work and actually getting to just take a moment to have fun. And have fun she did, the costumes she got to wear, plus her incredible dress to the ball. Her only complaint is that it wasn’t as salacious as she would have hoped. Then again, this wasn’t the Divine Forest and the man hosting didn’t seem like he would have such an event here. 

“There are only so many times I can go to the bar or the food table. I’m very tempted to dance on one of these tables, unless I can convince you to dance with me?” she asked hopefully. The beauty of this ball is sometimes strangers were just that, but Beau had a thing for remembering faces. Even with masks, she would know some of the people she encountered.