â??I canâ??t keep it in any longerâ?¦.Iâ??m doing the right thingâ?¦â? A young peasant girl kept repeating those same lines over and over as she walked closer to a large manner where an up scale masquerade was being thrown. She played with her silver toned hair, her nerves were starting to get to her, and the closer she got to the manner the worse her nerves bothered her. Thankfully by now the attendants seeing in the guests in were not to be seen, the party had been going on for a few hours by now.
Her name is Dresden, a sweet girl born into a unwealthy family. No matter this peasant girl found herself in love with a man the was behind closed doors, The Baron no less. As foolish as she felt for loving him, she could not hide her feelings for him any longer. Growing up she did not have many friends, but it was her odd luck that the one friend she did make was the Baron himself when he was just a young boy. Surely she thought he would remember her, and that their past friendship meant just as much to him as it meant to her. It had been years since she had last seen him up close; she was only able to see him from afar while he was dealing with business in town. That did not matter; she loved him, or really loves the boy that he once was.
Her hand touched the front doors; she paused looking down at herself. She had been saving, saving for a long time for the dress that she wore tonight. Even though the people inside were dressed perhaps ten times better, she felt like she was able to show herself and have confidence when she announced to the Baron of her feeling. Her ran her fingers over the trim of her satin white dress, the positioned her hair around her shoulders. Never in all her days had she felt more beautiful then she did right then. Her pale blue eyes blinked as she ran through the lines she had practicedâ?¦she was ready.
Her hand gently pushed on the front doors and surprisingly the opened a little too fast, slamming openâ?¦and making herself known to all the guests. This is not how she pictured it, everyone with their eyes on her. Slowly she walked in and glanced around trying to find the Baron. Her eyes finally lay on him, and she smiles sweetly and walked towards him. â??Please excuse me your Lordshipâ?¦.But I have walked a long way, might I have a word with you in private?â? The music continued after a moment, but the people however were rather interested in what this girl had to say.
â??We are all friends here childâ?¦say it out loudâ? one lady came up next to her, touching her shoulders and looking up at the Baron. â??Is that correctâ?¦.Your Lordship?â? She mocked Dresden. Dresden looked around; it seemed that everyone was drawing closer around them. â??Please, itâ??s just meant for his earsâ?¦â? She felt like a mouse surrounded by a bunch of alley cats.