54: The King’s Ball

Layla’s POV

I’d never been to a ball in all my life and so I wasn’t sure what to expect when I’d arrived at the ball. Still, to my surprise I’d began to enjoy it the minute I took my seat and saw that there was a dance performance in action. It’d been a wonderful sight to see everyone happy and full of jolly as the dance group performed and I immediately got into the same joyous mood as everyone else.

Bringing Nadia with me as my companion was undoubtedly the best decision I’d made that night, because her contagious laughter and her willingness to try every meal in sight had made it so much more fun. She’d cajoled me to taste anything that she ate and as long as she’d vetted it as good enough for me, I believed her and tried it out as well.

None of the meals we’d shared had disappointed me, and I was glad that she’d encouraged me to give them a shot despite how uncertain I was about them because they’d seemed awfully foreign to me. Nadia’s one of a kind ability to scrutinize the most u