Prompt: Masquerade

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((ooc: As always, free for anyone to tag, just beware the historical inaccuracies!))


Few things made Anne happier than dressing up. A masquerade ball at her family's castle at Hever before All Hallow's Eve was just what she had needed. Mary and her mother came from France to join the festivities, and George was finishing his own outfit in his room. Anne herself had prepared a fine blue gown and a nicer mask to match. She pinned some of her dark hair back and let it fall in waves down her back.

After she tied the mask behind her head, donned the dress and proper jewels, Anne made her way downstairs. Only a few guests had arrived, all clad in masks and laughing gaily. Anne recognized a few voices, and of course she recognized the goofy gait and teasing of her brother George. But others she didn't recognize.

Still, she enjoyed the atmosphere.

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Anne had been ducking around enjoying the company of family friends. Yes, this was what she had needed - her father was too preoccupied with keeping George's shenanigans under control to pester her about the king. For tonight, it seemed that Anne was free to do as she pleased. Or, that was the theory anyway. For when the music began, Mary seized Anne's hand and tugged her towards the dance floor.

At first she turned to snap a comment to Mary, but something caught her eye - or rather, someone. Of course any man who wore hawk feathers to a house where the family crest was a falcon was going to earn her attention right off. But even concealed as his face was, Anne couldn't help but find herself curious. The music lilted, giving the dancers the cue to begin. Mary naturally found a partner right away and soon disappeared in the crowd of dancers.

Anne found her arm locked with a group of dancers taking advantage of the fast-paced music. Of course she knew this particular tune, having been trained to dance from the time she could walk; so Anne knew the steps to this dance and quickly caught up to the others. As the group looped around the dance floor, Anne took the first opportunity she could to free herself and step away.

It's not that she didn't enjoy it - she just had found a partner that she would prefer to a group dance. Her dark eyes glanced up to attempt and catch his gaze. Even through the mask she thought he was rather handsome, but Anne couldn't honestly tell if it was just the mysterious allure of not being able to see him entirely.

But that was the whole point of a Masquerade, after all. And All Hallows Eve seemed to have that magical effect on people that they didn't expect.