My Sweet, Shy, Pretty Little Butterfly

The Day of the Ball

"Please take a deep breath, my Lady." Evangeline calmly said. "I- c-can't breathe anymore!" Lady Luna cried. "One more hook." Evangeline replied as she laced up Luna's corset for the ball. "There, all done." Said Evangeline. "My bloody lord! How do you expect me to breathe in this blasted thing?!" Luna struggled to get the words out of her mouth. "My Lady, please remember it is improper for a young lady like yourself to use such tainted language." "You're right, I apologize." Luna replied. "I am just incapable of enjoying bounding contraptions such as this." She said as she glanced down at the corset.

"Alright, now it's just time for you to get your gown on." Evangeline said, holding up a stunning navy blue and sea foam green silk gown. Down the back there was a deep blue velvet lace that transitioned downwards to a gold velvet butterfly pattern leading down into a long train. It was a long sleeved dress with navy blue ruffles at the wrists and speckles of gold down the sides. "Butterflies again, huh." Luna said as she inspected the gown before putting it on. "They always seem to follow you around, my Lady." Evangeline replied as she unlaced the back of the gown. "I suppose so, but really, it's just the perfume you always spray on me. By the way, what is the name of that fragrance?" Asked Luna as Evangeline brushed out her short, brown, layered hair. Evangeline hesitated as she laced up the gown to fit Luna, "Le malédiction du papillon."

"What does that me-" Luna was cut off by the yells of Jacob, telling them that the carriage had arrived. "We must be on time, let's go." Evangeline said as she rushed Luna out of the room and down the hall. When the two of them had gotten to the top of the staircase, they paused. For at the end of the staircase, a tall, black-haired man stood waiting.
Luna could've sworn his eyes were red at first glance, but she couldn't tell. As she gracefully descended the stairs he began to speak, "Lady Luna May Abernathy, it is an honor to finally be acquainted with you." He smirked as he glanced at Evangeline, who was in a simple pastel purple gown. With a lace collar and velvet corset. Her long, light blue hair was tied up into an elegant bun. Evangeline scowled back at him when Luna wasn't looking.
He bowed and took Luna's hand to kiss it, "Well, if we don't leave right away, we won't make it to the ball in time." Evangeline grabbed Luna's hand and glared at the man as he escorted them out of the manor. "Might I ask your name, kind sir." Luna said to the man. He paused, then swiveled around and into a bow, "Sebastian Michaelis, at your service."

Claude: I must say, you appear to spend too much of your time attempting to make your narcissistic, egocentric personality more tantalizing, yet you still cannot catch a girl's eye.
Sebastian: Ah, that is where you're incorrect. You see, it is you who spends too much time attempting to keep your pitiful master content. When we all are aware that you are as dull as a bag of dirt.
Claude: *Glares at Sebastian* Anyways, I believe this story will have to be continued at a later time...