When you enter the palace ball, you freeze. He's on the opposite end of this too-familiar hall. You shouldn't have left your child at home with your friends but you didn't have a choice. This might be your only chance to see him. Though you're not sure you'll be able to speak. You become especially nervous when he starts to approach you, not a single hint of recognition on his face. This was a stupid idea. He hands you a drink. Good evening, miss....?
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