"Oh my god." I was stunned.
The ballroom was a vision of opulence, bathed in the warm glow of a thousand crystal chandeliers. Soft strains of a waltz floated through the air, enticing me to join the dance. Tonight was the night I had been waiting for, the night of the grand ball that promised enchantment and mystery. As I descended the grand staircase, the rustle of my shimmering ocean-blue gown echoed in harmony with the whispers of anticipation.
The silk of my gown, a delicate shade of moonlit blue, trailed behind me like a cascade of stardust. The bodice was adorned with intricate lace, reminiscent of delicate wave patterns on a calm ocean. I could feel the weight of the pressure on my face. All I could think about was my mother. "Celeste you got this." I thought as I forced myself to immerse in the magical allure of the evening.
The ballroom awaited with a magnetic charm, drawing me into a world of swirling dancers and sparkling chandeliers. The air was filled with the scent of fresh flowers and the sweet melodies of the orchestra. I hesitated at the bottom of the stairs, taking a moment to absorb the enchantment that surrounded me. The dimmed lights played on the polished marble floors, casting a gentle glow that seemed to dance in tandem with the music.
As I stepped onto the dance floor, the soft strains of the waltz embraced me like a familiar lover. The world around me faded, leaving only the rhythmic beat of my heart and the gentle pressure of a gloved hand as Astraea led me into the dance. Every step felt like a dream, my gown swirling around me like a cascade of moonlit waves.
The evening unfolded like a tapestry of magical moments, each dance a step into the realm of enchantment. The laughter and the music intertwined, creating a symphony of joy that echoed through the ballroom. As the night progressed, I found myself caught in a whirlwind of laughter, dance, and stolen glances with strangers.
In that moment, surrounded by the allure of the ball, I felt like the protagonist of a fairy tale, destined for an adventure that transcended the ordinary. The grandeur of the ballroom, the mystery of the masks, and the magic in the air made this enchanted evening a chapter in my own story, one that would be etched in the tapestry of my memories forever. A thought suddenly entered the back of my mind. Was I supposed to do something?
Then I gasped. I had forgotten to stop my mother from going on that perilous mission.
YOU ARE READING
The Enchantress
FantasyIn the land where shadows dance with the moon's soft glow, A girl, born of whispers, in secrets, she'll grow. Underneath the ancient, enchanted willow's bough, Destiny weaves a tale, only she'll endow. Her eyes, like orbs of stardust, hold the night...
