Chapter 4

Spring Wind Haven closed its doors to the outside world before nightfall. The esteemed guests had all arrived. For those who preferred anonymity, they wore masks and sat in private rooms. Others, who didn’t mind being seen, remained in the main hall. I stepped onto the stage, adorned in a sheer feathered gown specially tailored for me by Uncle Jax. A veil covered my face as I began to dance. With every spin I made, the white feathers of my gown began to shed, layer by layer, revealing the...