The Danbury's manor glowed with bright lights making the cold winter night lively, its frost-covered walls glinting in the moonlight. Soft classical music from the violins and piano could be heard from a distance. Abrielle was a bit nervous knowing this was the first time she was going to be attending a public event since her transmigration.
She knew she would be fine because the real Abrielle was a socialite, and she had most of Abrielle's memories, so everything would be like.
"Don't tell me you are nervous." Cedric sneered from her side, drawing her attention to Cedric, who was dressed in a matching outfit like her. "I am not nervous." Abrielle retorted then added. "It is the first public appearance I am having after the wedding."
