The whole day, Jacquelyn checked her window at intervals, waiting for the sky to turn dark. She didn't know why she was so excited about this event. It was going to be her first time... no, actually her second if the welcome party back at the palace counted. But she hadn't felt welcomed at the palace; everyone had looked at her like she wasn't normal, and Kael had painted the walls red.
This time, it was different, the seal on the letter, the writing style. Jacquelyn had read so much about galas: people dressed in beautiful gowns, dancing, music, and food. This time, she would be entertained, not an object of scrutiny. That was the difference between her welcome party and the gala night.
She ran to her closet, picking out dresses of different colors. She didn't know what to choose; she wanted something simple yet beautiful.
