She put on a fake pout, "Oh, but I'll miss you so, Kind sir." She winked at him and laughed as she shook her head, "Go. See the poor man you condemned yourself to the pit of reprimandment. Have fun, love!" Once he was out of the room she stripped down into her shift and crawled into bed. She had had a little trouble with the corset, but she managed and now it was time to sleep. She fell into a deep slumber a smile still placed firmly on her lips. The memories of the day still floating past her closed eyelids.

The next morning she awoke as her Ladies in Waiting entered the room to help her get ready for the day. As well as she could get out of a corset she couldn't just snap her fingers and put one on. Once the Ladies left she stared out the window wondering what she would do today. She didn't want to take Aeden away from his duties otherwise he might get in trouble. So she decided to go down to the library and read for the afternoon. That would be entertaining enough she supposed. It was Thursday and the ball would be the following day. She couldn't tell if she was excited or dreading the occasion. 

She picked out her second favorite book in the library and settled down on a couch to read it. She could hear the clattering of boots in the hallway and quickly went to the door to investigate. In the main entry a group of men stood. They appeared to be guards of some sort. Each had an awful expression of anger plastered on their faces. The oddest thing she noticed was how pale they were and also their pointy ears. They spoke to her father loud, but not loud enough for her to be able to decipher the conversation. She was about to move closer when her mother stopped her, "Genevieve. I want you to please go find Aeden. Okay? Stay with him until I come get you."

"Mom, why?"

"Don't ask questions just do it. Our new guests are..." Her mother glanced towards the group, "Not your concern. Just tell Aeden I sent you."

Despite the confusion Genevieve set off to find Aeden. She found him in the kitchen, "My mom sent me. There are these weird men with pasty skin and pointy ears in the corridor. I think my mother has gone crazy."