"You have not told me what this party is called and what is all about." Angeline began.
"It is called the Moonlit party. It is always held after the feast celebration in the absence and out of the knowledge of the lower class. The activities here are always different from the normal celebration and it has a deeper meaning for the royalties."
Angeline nodded and didn't want to probe further.
The lights were breathtaking.
"You look tensed." He muttered as he noticed her eyes always darting from one corner to another.
"I'm sorry I do. But I feel... I'm the only one who is the low class here. What if they find out about the truth?"
Jefferson nodded understandably. "It's normal to feel afraid after getting yourself into such trouble. But you shouldn't be because you are safe with me. Everything will be in good control.
You must keep pretending. The princess got her eyes on us. Good thing you are still in this dress, it made you blend in."