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  1. PREFACE
  2. Full Page Image
  3. ONE
  4. TWO
  5. One week ago
  6. THREE
  7. Present day
  8. FOUR
  9. FIVE
  10. SIX
  11. SEVEN
  12. EIGHT
  13. NINE
  14. TEN
  15. ELEVEN
  16. TWELVE
  17. THIRTEEN
  18. FOURTEEN
  19. FIFTEEN
  20. SIXTEEN
  21. SEVENTEEN
  22. EIGHTEEN
  23. NINETEEN
  24. TWENTY
  25. TWENTY-ONE
  26. TWENTY-TWO
  27. TWENTY-THREE
  28. TWENTY-FOUR
  29. TWENTY-FIVE
  30. TWENTY-SIX
  31. TWENTY-SEVEN
  32. TWENTY-EIGHT
  33. TWENTY-NINE
  34. THIRTY
  35. THIRTY-ONE
  36. THIRTY-TWO
  37. THIRTY-THREE
  38. THIRTY-FOUR
  39. THIRTY-FIVE
  40. THIRTY-SIX
  41. THIRTY-SEVEN
  42. THIRTY-EIGHT
  43. THIRTY-NINE
  44. FORTY
  45. FORTY-ONE
  46. FORTY-TWO
  47. FORTY-THREE
  48. FORTY-FOUR
  49. FORTY-FIVE
  50. FORTY-SIX
  51. FORTY-SEVEN
  52. FORTY-EIGHT
  53. FORTY-NINE
  54. FIFTY
  55. FIFTY-ONE
  56. FIFTY-TWO
  57. FIFTY-THREE
  58. FIFTY-FOUR
  59. FIFTY-FIVE
  60. FIFTY-SIX
  61. FIFTY-SEVEN
  62. FIFTY-EIGHT
  63. FIFTY-NINE
  64. SIXTY
  65. SIXTY-ONE
  66. SIXTY-TWO

"I just need to do my makeup. But that's easy," she says, quickly grabbing a mirror and starting on her face. It takes her a few minutes to expertly do a light but beautiful look. She uses a blue liner for her eyes and a peach-red blush to accentuate her cheeks.

"I'm done," she smiles. "Why don't we go check on Wyn and we can all go to the ballroom together at eight?"

I nod, and together, we go to Wyn's room in the other wing of the house. A cry resounds from inside the room, and we both barge inside.

Wyn is in the middle of the room with two seamstresses next to her, trying to help her put on her gown.

"I don't like it," she cries out, tears falling down her cheeks.

"Wyn?" Thea calls her name as she rushes toward her sister.

"I don't like it, Thea. I want my old dress back."

"Oh, sweetie. You know you couldn't have worn that dress anyway."

"I would have worn it," she declares staunchly between hiccups. "I don't care if everyone hated me for it, but at least I would have loved it."

"Wynwyn, we've already talked about this. I thought you agreed to stop pining after Aethon. He's not going to come to your ball. No one even knows where he is!"

"Can't I just do it for myself? I felt good in that dress. This..." she murmurs as she points to the off-white delicate gown she's wearing. It's a Regency-style dress with an empire waist and puffy sleeves. It's similar to the one Thea's wearing, but there is not one splash of color on Wyn's.

"Wyn..." Thea purses her lips.

"Is there a rule that she can't have some color on her dress?" I ask, and they both turn to stare at me.

"It is rather unusual, but I suppose it's not against the rules," Thea muses. "Why?"

"I have an idea," I say as I wink at Wyn. I know how special tonight is for her. But more than anything, it's her last time going out in society before she joins the temple. And because of that, I want her to be happy and enjoy her night to the maximum.

Picking up the seamstresses' bag, I ask for permission to go through it. Once granted, I search for an item that would fit and at last, I find a roll of dark blue ribbon. Taking it to Wyn's side, I pin some at the top of her bodice before going around her gown and layering it over the material of her dress. As it slithers around her body, it begins resembling a serpent, or if one gives it a little more thought, a blue dragon.