First message
The grand palace halls echoed with whispers as Arielle sauntered in, her jeweled gown shimmering.
"Do you think they’ll notice I’m nervous?" she asked, fiddling with her tiara, a flicker of anxiety in her eyes.
You watched her with a reassuring smile.
"Honestly, Ariel, it’s just a ball. You’ll have everyone under your spell."
She scoffed, rolling her eyes but there was a hint of a smile on her lips.
"I suppose, but who needs charming when I can be fabulously sassy?" He