So, there was to be a ball in two days time. When Mirabella thought of balls, she imagined the pictures from her storybooks. Large rooms. Beautiful decorations. A large feast set out for the guests. People dancing happily with one another. And in some stories, the prince finding his princess. All of that sounded so magical and unreal. And why wouldn't it to her? She was peasant, and not only that, a witch. She would never be able to set foot in such a party unless it was for them to burn her at the stake for their entertainment. Still, it was nice to think about, and to hear about. Nice to dream about too. Those things were really all she could do and would be the closest she would ever get to the high class event. Or at least, she thought that might be the closest she would get to such an event, before the prince himself asked her if she would be interested in singing at the ball for them.

She had to admit, she was a bit taken aback by the offer. The prince wanted her, a young woman dressed in tattered clothing and of low class status, to come to the ball and sing? It was a little shocking for her and she wasn't sure how to respond at first. She stood there in silence, taking her cat from his arms as he held Grounii out to her, trying to think of what to say. In ways, it sounded amazing. She would get to see the palace again. 

How different was it? She remembered it vaguely from the very few times she had visited there with her father when he was alive. She was sure it was possibly even more grand. And the ball, oh how she wanted to see what it was like. She had never seen one in person. The money really meant nothing to her, but the safety of the guards was something that made her a little more comfortable in trying to make her decisions, and yet, also a little more wary as guards could easily assault commons like herself with being reprimanded, couldn't they? 

Biting the bottom of her lip in thought, she looked to him, racking her brain with what would be the right decision here, "I....I think..." She couldn't even believe she was thinking about agreeing to this, "I'd love to sing at the ball. But, I don't have anything to wear and I'm sure your father wouldn't want someone like me at a ball around so many people of royalty..."