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"Who is that?" A voice asked.
"I didn't know this was a masquerade ball," a noblewoman said.
"She does look very pretty and that shade of hair. Who is that?"
"She doesn't look like any lord's daughter."
"I think I saw her standing with Lady Delphine."
"The harlot?"
"Why is she dressed in similar clothes as the Queen?"
"Who is she?"
"The peasant. The one that wiggled her way into the castle like a little worm."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
The whispers floated through the spectators as they watched them. Everyone stopped dancing as they watched the crown prince step up with an unrecognizable woman. They quickly made way for ther right at the middle.
At this point, Lady Delphine was stepping down from the stairs that led to the balcony but she quickly stopped on the stairs when she saw the crown prince leading Rose away. It wasn't hard miss as the crowd formed a perfect circle around them.
