Enamored [34] - The Masquerade
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Summary: Anything can happen at a masquerade.
Warnings: Regency era society and social rules.
You had always loved masquerades.
Picking a costume and a mask was almost as fun as the ball itself and now that your costume was here, you could hardly wait until the ball tonight.
When you woke up the next morning, the whole house was buzzing. The preparations were almost over, but of course there were always last minute changes and Aunt Lavinia had insisted on supervising everything with Cecily. Instead of sitting down to have breakfast, you just grabbed your plate and made your way to the ballroom, humming a tune to yourself. If your mother were here, she would have surely scolded you for carrying your plate around and not eating while sitting down, and yet, you were curious to see how the ballroom looked.
And as soon as you got there, you held your breath, stopping dead on your tracks.