As spring crept nearer and the days grew warmer, new, luxurious carriages began to pop up everywhere on the roads of Eteare. The nobles celebrated the first spring since the end of the war by decorating their carriages and purchasing the newest car models.
The imperial ball would mark a return to normalcy and the start of the social season. The ladies who received an invitation were losing their voices complimenting each other's dresses every time they met, fanning themselves with feathered fans. By praising each other, they were aiming to slip in boasts of their own attire. As such, ladies were lining up around the block at the best and fastest dressmakers in the capital to claim the most fabulous dresses first.
"I hear the young lady who's to become the grand duchess will be debuting. Do you have any idea who it could be?"
"I think so, but I'm hesitant to say. Nothing is for certain, you know."
"Maybe a princess from another country?"