Preparation

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CHAPTER 451

"They are all yours your highness and if they be not to your fitting and liking we would be sure to make the necessary change and adjustment," Silia announced behind Astrid, shocking her in the process.

"Oh… thanks."

"You need not thank I, your grace. It is your birth right. Everything belongs to you. Now please, if you do not mind, there isn't much of a time, we need to prepare for the feast."

"Oh, alright."

"This way, please. We need to draw you a warm and relaxing bath for you to soak in."

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In the grand ball room, everywhere looked so expensively decorated and even though things were said on short notice, the ball preparation was done with explicable designs and lovely speed.

It was on eof the nicest things about Fortland. They had magic, they could speedingly do things and setting up an emergency ball was no hard task.