Courtly Masquerade

Courtly Masquerade

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WpMetadataReadTerminé ven., juin 25, 202120 m
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Dear esteemed guest, You have been invited to the annual Courtly Masquerade. Please note that this ball is strictly clandestine, and this invitation is for your eyes, and your eyes only. Transportation will be arranged via carriage, and you will find yourself at the Arcane Manor at the stroke of midnight. We will have you know that the contents of this invitation can only be seen by you, and if shown to anyone else, you will find yourself in an immensely humiliating situation. Please refrain from doing so to keep your pride intact. If you would like to join in on the fun tonight, do remember to light this parchment of paper with a candle. And if you, very unfortunately, would not like to take part in this ball, simply place this in a tub of water. Ladies, don your best gowns, and gentleman, your best suits. Please do not forget your masks. We shall see you at the masquerade. Sincerely, The Hosts [ Cover credits to Grumpyoldcat ]
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[UPDATE: new characters/new chapters/fixed the lines, misspells, and grammar] A grand royal ball, shimmering chandeliers, and orchestral music filled the air. The Kingdom of Valtoria and the Malverith Empire have been at odds for years, their rivalry was as deep as their bloodlines. Tonight, however, peace talks force Princess Ellie Avery and Prince Callahan Saville into the same ballroom, where masks of courtesy barely hide the tension between them. Ellie, the sharp-tongued and defiant princess, has no patience for Callahan's arrogance. The cold prince and heir to the Malverith Empire sees her as a political nuisance, yet he can't ignore the way her dress glows under the chandeliers, nor the fire in her eyes when she speaks. They're forced into a dance, every step a battle, every glance a challenge. As they twirl across the ballroom, their words are laced with venom, their gazes smoldering with unspoken tension. Does Ellie step on his foot accidentally? Does Callahan pull her closer, whispering a threat... Or something dangerously close to a compliment? Will the dance end with them parting in furious or lingering just a moment too long? If you're into an enemies-to-lovers trope and plottiest plot, this is for you.

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