Execution of Plan A

The grand gates of the masquerade venue loomed tall, adorned with intricate carvings and glowing lanterns that illuminated the entryway. A pair of stoic guards stood at attention, their sharp eyes scanning every guest who approached. The line of attendees was long, a mix of nobility and influential figures dressed in extravagant attire, each holding their invitations tightly in hand.

As Selinthra and Skye approached the gate, the guards' gazes immediately shifted to them. Selinthra handed her intricately embossed invitation to the nearest guard, her lips curling into a faint smile that hinted at both confidence and mystery. The guard examined the card carefully, his eyes briefly flicking toward Skye, who stood just behind her.

"And who is your companion, madam?" the guard asked, narrowing his eyes slightly as he studied the tall figure beside her.