Third-Person Narrative.
Kylie didn't leave in search of her parents as promised. Minutes after she meets with Felix, she headed back along the path she'd come from, towards the ball in search of Nala.
As she did, she wondered why she didn't think of this plan earlier. All thanks to Felix, she finally had.
If her beauty could work on him, all she had to do was use it on Tyron as well. This time, it wouldn't be her trying to talk down on Nala or ruining her party, it would be the sad, vulnerable beauty crying alone on a bench. Felix fell for it, and Tyron would too.
As Kylie walked along the edge of the field, she stared across at the hall where the ball happened. Nala was on the porch with a few guests in what looked like a conversation.
As she stood, waiting for her to be finished, Ky
