Valery opened the box once more and removed the gleaming mask from its chamber. She tied the red ribbon around her head. Keeping the mask against her face.
She stepped outside her room, locking the door with the skeleton key that is tied around her rust in black ribbon. She walked with her back straight and her head high as she decended the stairs a second time. She greeted the band with a smile and walked to the grand entranceway.
Gertrude pulled the massive doors open, her own dress and older style but suitable for parties. Outside the doors waited a swarming mass of aristocrats.
– writingdilegently
writingdilegently 
So much anticipation so this series of stories.
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