Chapter 87: A Hypocrite at Heart

The ballroom filled with the lofty notes of music that danced along with those persons in their splendorous gowns and tailored costumes who had taken to the floor. Their melody drifted far above the heads of the guests to tinkle the crystals of the chandlers, which illuminated the immense room. The light bringing out the golden threads in the fabric of Aribelle's dress, she captured the attention of many as she was spun by her partner upon the dancefloor.