Melting

The grand hall of the Winter Palace brimmed with elegance, the golden chandeliers casting warm light that danced across the intricate frost-inspired decor. But even amidst such splendor, Alora's entrance was unparalleled.

Every conversation ceased as heads turned her way. Draped in an opulent blue gown adorned with shimmering crystals, Alora seemed to embody winter's beauty itself. Her fiery red hair was a striking contrast against her gown, and her ruby-red eyes shone with a magnetism that left everyone captivated.

As Helena stepped to the center of the hall to begin the ball, her commanding voice announced the start of the festivities. The guests clapped politely, their focus still drifting toward Alora, who carried herself with a serene yet commanding air.