This was so excitiiing~ ! The bustling crowd, the myriad of deep colors and fabrics washing over the dance floor, the vibrant music... ! She could hardly contain herself ! It had been decades since she'd attended a royal ball, and for good reason; she usually loathed the stuffy, uppercrust ass-kissing circles full of sycophantic smiles and societal one-uppery... but Bee's parties were always different, whether it was the Queen or her daughter playing hostess. She simply knew that she was in for a night of fun... in spite of the grumbling, oversized pigeon she'd dragged along, also her reason for being fashionably late, as he so magnanimously said. She still can't believe that she's here with Adam of all people; he'd never shown interest in mingling with Hell's denizens, but he'd practically demanded to be her plus one under threat of political retaliation ! Well, it was better than her previous option. She wasn't looking forward to seeing Valentino here after his attempt at blackmailing her had gone to utter shit. She was actually... proud of herself. For once, for once, she'd stood up for herself --- and she's been keeping a close, careful and protective eye on Angel ever since, ensuring that he doesn't take the backlash from the warning she'd delivered to his Boss.
Oh, enough of that ! Tonight was for merriment, not worry ! The large skirt of her ballgown glitters like starlight under the chandeliers, a perfect replica of a beloved and well known scene in one of her favorite musicals. The tune of Think of Me twinkles in her mind like the shiny pins and baubles threaded through her ornate hair, curtains of golden silk curled tightly and peppered with white and silver stars. She squeals as she snatches the angel's arm, all but dragging him down the stairwell and toward the dance floor !
❝ Aaah, everyone's here ! Come on ! I wanna dance !! ❞
