❛ i loved you as icarus loved the sun... too close, too much. ❜
𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 a thrill-seeking socialite from the seventeenth century falls for the most dangerous kind of man, and becomes what she fears most.
⇝ the vampire diaries.
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CHAPTER 00. A BIRTHDAY BALL
( TRYNA CATCH YOUR EYE FROM THE SIDE OF THE BALLROOM, EVERYBODY'S DANCIN' AND THE BAND'S TOP VOLUME, GRIND TO THE RHYTHM AS WE WINE AND DINE, GRAB MY SISTER AND WHISPER: YO, THIS ONE'S MINE )
THURSDAY, OCTOBER 3RD, 1776. MANHATTAN, NEW YORK.
The melodious notes of the instruments played expertly by the band bounced off the walls in sync with the happiness of those that moved gracefully across the floor of the ballroom. Drunken singing and jovial yells melted into each other in the charged atmosphere, a night of celebration and joy alike a single, brightly shining star in the center of a pitch black sky representing the revolutionary war that ravaged their country.
A beaming brunette stepped away from the dancing crowd for just a moment and served herself a modest glass of Bordeaux wine — a little too dry for her liking, she preferred the sweeter kind, but it did the job nonetheless — as she admired the guests with euphoria bubbling inside her. There were many things in the world that gave her happiness, for she was one to indulge in the littlest and largest of things, but nothing was quite like the excitement of a ball. It felt like a cloudless spring day; unfiltered, natural light; the sweetest of chocolates melting on her lips. She would explode into a radiant grin that put the brightest of lanterns to shame, and despite the war that clung to every citizen's ankles like shackles, everything would seem alright.
"There's the girl of the evening!" Frederick Schuyler; the eldest and only brother of the Schuyler family, approached his younger sister Penelope with his own drink in his hands and a rare, relaxed smile stretched across his lips.
She faced him with a playful grin, neglecting the dull ache in her cheeks from all the smiling she had done in that evening alone. "I'll have you know, brother, I am a woman. This is my 22nd, after all."
