Chapter 32 - Waking up

"Quit fiddling with your gown Freya, or it'll become rumpled" My stepmother's voice carried a hint of irritation. You would think I was much younger than my nineteen years. Rolling my eyes, I let go of the portion of my dress I had clenched in my fists. I was nervous, so I assumed she was too. It wasn't every day we were invited to the palace for grand balls, and It was my first time ever. Father had allowed me to accompany him and my stepmom, Helena, this time, but my sister Hella who was just twelve wasn't allowed to come.