At night, the cool summer breeze blows through the celebratory college.

Charlene was strolling along the road leading to the ball hall at the moment, she was wearing a long aqua silk dress with a pleated chest, a delicate hairpin pinning her hair behind her ears, and a jade-white carved ivory folding fan, looking bright and moving, a rare dress of a young lady (as it was).

Approaching the main entrance of the ball hall, you can see the brilliant lights coming from the palace-like building in the distance, and after a short distance, you can already see people coming and going on a lawn, and there is a faint sound of music.

Originally, dressing like this was a torture for her, but it was not an ordinary upper-class feast, but a ball attended by Queen Salan herself. In this case, even if the green-haired girl is reluctant, she has to dress up beautifully according to the rules to report for duty.

Approaching the open vault gate, a dozen young men and women in dresses who had not yet taken off their childish attitudes lined up in two columns, trying to make themselves look like artists, shaking their heads and playing the violin.

In the brightly lit hall, even the floor was dazzling, and Charlene squinted around the room, where violins, violas, and various orchestral instruments were available, as well as a huge white piano.

A waiter in a white tuxedo and a wig was standing solemnly at the door to greet the distinguished guests, and because it was a solemn ball, everyone was dressed in a proper manner, and there were no strange costumes.

Because of Raul's shield, there were no gentlemen surrounding Charlene to harass her after entering the hall, and she glanced at the pairs of men and women, feeling a little annoyed.

Other men can be by their lover's side, but Yalei wants to go to the Grand Theater to do mime. But the culprit is still Irencia. What a disgusting woman.

However, the thoughts of the two Majesties of the Emperor and Empress are really strange. Why do one hold a prom and the other go to a gala?

She was not in the mood to think about it, so she avoided the slightly crowded crowd and led Raul to squeeze as many girls as possible, just wanting to huddle quietly in the corner and survive the ball.

"Oh, Charlene!"

A familiar voice came from behind her, and Charlene looked back and saw that it was actually Luya. She wore a fiery red court dress, with a graceful posture and a frightening beauty.

"Lua, don't you have an opera?" she asked, surprised.

"That's right. The other party tightened his eyebrows, showing a headache expression: "But Queen Shalan asked me to come over, so I can only come......"

"What about the show?"

"I have to let someone else replace me. Luya said this, but there was a hint of happiness on her face.

With a companion who can speak, Raul's jack is useless, and Charlene simply waved his hand to let him leave on his own, walking side by side with Lua. Walked to the corner of the ballroom.

"What kind of opera are you performing?" she asked curiously.

"Singing and dancing...... Fairy tale ......" Lua replied in a slurred, her fair face flushing slightly.

"Hahaha. Cinderella at midnight?" Charlene stared at her playfully.

"......" The other party fell into an eerie silence.

"No, it's really Cinderella...... Your interests are so special. Charlene held back a smile, patted the other party's fragrant shoulder by the way, and said pretending to be arrogant:

"When I was a child, I kept a hardcover fairy tale book, and I found a chance to give it to you. ”

"You can keep it for yourself, I just think that the script of this story is simple and the rehearsal is very easy, so I don't like fairy tales. ”

Lua turned to the side in exasperation, picked up two glasses of red wine from a cocktail plate held by a waiter, and handed one to the other person:

"Shut your mouth!"

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about that. Charlene took the goblet, flashed to the side lightly, carefully avoided the waiter, deceived her head and said:

"Why did Queen Salan only name you, but not Yalei?"

"I don't know what Her Majesty thinks. Luya lowered her head and took a sip of red wine, and then showed an intoxicated expression: "Well, it tastes really good, this wine is ......"

"Dutet from Corsica. Charlene introduced with a smile.

"You'll know if you don't drink it?" asked Lua, a little curious.

"Of course, this little thing can be smelled by sniffing. She lifted her chin triumphantly and pointed to the tip of her nose.

"Okay...... But Eluncia may have bigger problems than I do. The other party changed his words and said in a distracted manner.

"Why do you say that?"

"Because of the lack of manpower, when we first discussed the party, we didn't know that His Majesty Sharan would suddenly hold a ball, and now at least half of the students of the academy are here, and there are many people who have been invited by name. ”

"Like you......"

Charlene pondered for a while, then suddenly stretched out her beauty, and said relaxedly: "It's okay, it's okay, the Black Seat hasn't even been named, so how can other people be named." ”

"The problem is not a mime in the Black Seat, but a lack of people in other teams, I think...... It's likely that the whole party will be messed up, and Irencia is miserable this time. Lua gloated.

"Why do I feel happy?" said Charlene's eyes smiled like a crooked moon.

Just as the two girls were waiting to see the joke of Illencia, the light music in the hall suddenly changed, the bright colored light swirled on the clean floor, and the melodious melody came to an abrupt end, turning into an enthusiastic waltz, and everything heralded the official beginning of the ball.

Queen Sharan, who was sitting on the side, also stood up from her throne, with an amiable smile on her face, signaling everyone to have fun without restraint. However, Her Majesty did not enter the dance floor, and was afraid to put her arm around her waist, but sat back in her place, quietly enjoying the whole ball.

The two girls chatted for a while, and then their voices became quieter, because almost everyone began to dance, only the two of them were still huddled in the corner and chatting, which did not want to be conspicuous but also became conspicuous.

All in all, no matter who the dance partner is, you have to jump, and the green-haired girl has to set her sights on her best friend.

"Can you dance with your face, Miss Lua. ”

Charlene hung her ivory fan from her waist, walked up to her with small steps, made a beautiful curtsy, and swirled back to her place.

"Not an honor, Miss Charlene. ”

Luya lifted the sides of her skirt and straddled in front of the other party as if in pursuit, slapping the tip of her shoe, and grabbed her thin waist in the surprised eyes of the people around her.

The two women held each other's waists, competing for the position of the male partner, and slowly and gracefully spun on the dance floor. (To be continued......)