Everywhere, floral arrangements bloomed in lush displays, representing the vibrant colours of summer. Fiery reds, deep ambers and rich shades of honey yellow dazzled at every corner and trails of peonies and magnolias wound around arches and pillars, filling the air with a sweet and flowery aroma.
Below the ceiling and across tables, candlelight illuminated the tall frames of each and every attendee, highlighting their elegant attire. The fae were a radiant folk, dressed in fine silk and beautiful velvet, equipped with secrets and charm. In the late evening hours the crowd buzzed with excitement and the lines between duty and delight began to blur.
For hours on end the princess Amaryllis had swept from table to table, greeting familiar faces and meeting new ones. Meanwhile, Her Highness’ golden dress had caught the crowd’s attention: delicate threads of golden embroidery traced intricate lines along the bodice and around her sleeved shoulders and each fold of its silky material reflected the light with a sparkling gleam. Small gemstones were stitched into her skirt and around her neckline and a tight, jewelled belt accentuated her regal silhouette. The princess wore sapphires and diamonds tonight, and the royal family’s tiara glistened atop of her head.
After some time she became tired of conversation, however, and moved towards the edge of the ballroom and onto the balcony, to drown out the noise and catch a little bit of fresh air.
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