Kaia Celene
The ball starts at exactly seven thirty in the evening. Irene and I are running a bit late; I’ve never expected it took so long to get everything done.
“Kaia, I think we’re running a bit late for the ball.” I took a quick glance at Irene and smiled.
“Believe me Irene, Kaia’s used to being late. And besides, you can’t make your grand entrance if you came earlier than the audience.” said Monique smirking. Raising my hand, we gave each other a high five then she continued doing wonders on my hair. She said she’s doing the last touch, I really don’t care.
“The king of wolves must be very ecstatic since the High King is making an appearance to his ball for the first time since many years ago.” Monique commented making me snort at the idea.
“More than ecstatic I guess.” I answ
