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-Angelica's Dress, Hairstyle and Accessories-
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-Lebetti's Dress, and Accessories-
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-At The Debutante Ball Room-
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-Third Person POV-
Both Navier and Angelica walked inside the room together as everyone watched them talking about how graceful they looked Countess Eliza and Laura led them both to a table and Laura pointed to Lebetti "There's Miss Lebetti." Laura said as Navier and Angelica's gaze went onto Lebetti 'I'm glad the seamstress got the dress done just in time.' Angelica thought and saw Lebetti smile at her, so Angelica smiled at her back and gave a little wave, which made Lebetti blush a look away as Navier chuckled "She must really like you, Angelica." Navier said as the music started up and everyone started to dance with their partners.
'It doesn't look like Duke Ergi and Rashta are at the ball. Is it because they want to avoid Lebetti?' Navier thought eating a piece of cake, soon everyone spotted Rashta coming inside 'Everyone will be laughing at Lebetti for wearing the same dress as me-' Rashta's thoughts were cut off looking at Lebetti not wearing the same dress and her eyes widened 'What?! Why is she wearing a different dress...Wait, that style...' Rashta quickly turned her gaze onto Angelica who gave her an evil smirk 'That...Witch! She ruined my plan!' Rashta gripped her dress in anger but then calmed herself down and took out a notebook and wrote something in it as Angelica looked at her closely 'What exactly is she planning?' Angelica thought.
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(Sorry for the short chapter, the next ones I will try to make them longer)
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