<~*Chapter 3*~>
"Who hasn't heard of a masquerade ball?" Draca asks. He seems sure there couldn't be a soul in the whole world that didn't know of a masquerade ball.
"Uh, me." Scott says. "What's a mask-ar-ade ball?"
"Masquerade," the princess corrects him. She smiles like his uneducated mind was cute. "It's basically a dance party where everyone wears masks and dresses super fancily."
Scott nods slowly. "What's the point of the masks? Wouldn't that just make it hard to talk to people?"
"Yes, but that's the fun of it!" Draca says. "There was one time where I thought I was talking to Timaeus but it was actually a guard the whole time! My brothers actually laughed at me when they brought the real Timaeus over."
Scott gawked. He couldn't believe people could have fun wearing masks and dancing. He also couldn't believe that the twins Kaida and Fafnir had laughed. He's never even seen them smile.