Bang!
The thundering claps from the heavens echoed in the ears of many, as the many bright streaks of lightning flashed in the sky chaotically.
The weather was foul, with numerous dark clouds hovering in the sky, as though they were signs of ominous predictions.
Yet despite the heavy rains and dull atmosphere, the Royal Capital of Deiferus still had occasional parties hosted by the many nobles.
Oh, dear!
What a glorious day it was for many to be invited to the Annual Fall Ball, the last thrilling ball of the year.
Don't be ridiculous in thinking it was an ordinary ball.
Typically, most 'mating' balls were done at the end of Spring and the entire summer, allowing young people eligible bachelors and married youngsters to look for first, second and even third wives.
But the mating balls didn't just bend with summer's dying breath.
