Thread: Masquerade (V_M & Google)

It was the ball of her birthday, the day she was considered to be a woman and could be wed off to a male of proper upbringing and many had been invited. Tonight even the staff of the castle had been invited, given older gowns that had been worn anywhere between one to five years ago that had gone out of style, but they were more than happy to wear such things since it was not every day that they were allowed to be equals to those around them, not having to bow tonight. Everyone was dressed nicely in their finest gowns ad suits, men and women talking, laughing and enjoying the party while wondering which of these people was the princess Ariana, or Ari as her friends called her. It was a game her father had chosen, her mother long since dead so it was just her and her father for now. Her father saw this as a way to get to know others without knowing what they looked like, allowing them to talk, mingle and flirt, wondering which would find his daughter in this large crowd since no one had been introduced upon entering, they simply had to present their invitation at the door and enter the large ballroom. Ariana was in the fray that was her party, her gown beautiful as usual, but there were many around her that were just as beautiful and revealing as her own so she did not think she stood out too much. He gown was back and red, slits along the top of her legs, hiding more intimate areas, but showing much leg. Ariana was not tall, only about five foot four inches tall, her body slender except for her C cup bust, and well defined curvy ass. Her mask was intricate black wirework with black lace over it, the holes for her eyes allowing her deep blue eyes to look out at the crowd around her, although she was not in the center of it, in fact she was watching from the wall, looking around at the party goers. She smiled, watching them talk, all the curiosity of which was her, and looked up to her father standing near one of the doors. Fairies were very different from the others in society, they were not so shy about wearing less and even enjoyed something so simple as a small top and something sheer to cover the rest of them, Ariana was not much different, and tonight at the sound of the bell ringing fairies of the right age would remove their gowns and show the attire they were wearing beneath, a second outfit for the party, though this one would be much more revealing and with magic hers would just appear on her as the others of her kind would do, although the guests were encouraged to follow suit and wear something under to show off for this tradition, but it was not mandatory. Ari ran a hand through her long shiny brunette hair, a few times turning down a dance, waiting for a little before going out to dance. Looking up she noticed her father was no longer standing at the door, making her wonder if something was going on outside, but she tried to not worry about it and just enjoy her party. Arianas wings were currently folded behind her, down and not obvious like others had their own, although her own were very lovely, like stained glass with silver swirls and designs inside them, and although they looked fragile they were soft as silk, but harder than diamonds, making them difficult to break, thankfully. On occasion she would stretch her wings, but then would put them back down relaxing. The choker around her neck sparkled with red jewels followed by a matching bracelet on each wrist, anklets, multiple ear piercings on her slightly pointed ears. When offered again to dance she accepted, although she suspected more than one person to steal her from the partner, after all that was the game going on at the moment, a game of dancing to avoid your partner being stolen from you, whether you were male or female did not matter and it made for a fun game as well as seeing who were the best dancers, meaning the ones capable of leading their partner to avoid them being taken were the best at this game. Ariana was soon led onto the dance floor with many others and began a very simple dance, something like a waltz, but much more intricate since others were doing well practiced moves to avoid having to part with their partners, many of the girls giggling when their partners looked bewildered at someone else cutting in smoothly and taking their dance partner. It seemed that the male dancing with her did not know these rules and soon she was dancing with another male who did know what he was doing, but already she could see others heading toward the dance floor to play the game, meaning she would be getting a few different partners until one could outmaneuver the others.