The evening unfolded in a cascade of soft music and glittering lights, the grandeur of the celebration seeping into every corner of the ballroom. Delphinia stood beside Elaine, smiling politely as they spoke with a pair of older guests who had been friends of the Walton family for years. The conversation was light—mostly pleasantries and idle chatter—but the weight of the night pressed heavily against Delphinia's chest.
Her smile remained intact, but deep down, she needed a moment to herself. When the opportunity arose, she leaned close to Elaine. "Excuse me for a moment, I'll just freshen up."
Elaine's sharp eyes flicked toward her, as if trying to read beneath Delphinia's composed expression. "Go ahead, darling. Take your time."