Mara understood why Daniel didn’t want to attend. She knew his pain, intimately, but she couldn’t not go to a party, especially one where she got to dress up and flaunt her stuff. She never got to let loose these days and she hadn’t partied since she took over her parents’ pack. She needed an outlet, and maybe, if this all went well, the royals would see the value in spending time with the Faerune citizens, that they weren’t the enemy.
“You ever feel guilty for having a good time when others aren’t?” she asked the person beside her, already several drinks in.
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