"Your girlfriend who'll you be seeing soon at the ball which starts quite soon," Lily reminded.
As soon as she said those words, James' eyes widened, his gaze immediately landing on his state-of-the-art watch, before looking back up to speak.
"You're right. We've got to go. Emma awaits," he said before rushing out the door.
"Boys," Lily muttered to herself before following suit, walking not too quickly as to not wrinkle her fragile gown.
As they entered the grand doors of the palace ballroom, a herald announced their arrival.
"The Prince of Amaris and the lady-in-waiting of the soon-to-be Countess has arrived!" He exclaimed to everyone in the room with all the gravitas of a sermon.
Guests gasped and whispered to themselves as both Lily and James walked beside each other, thinking they were a couple, even though the truth was that they were just close friends.
