"Should we..." she trailed off, watching a group of young women hurry down the hall, talking in hushed whispers and giggling between them. At a glance, the only things that set them apart from the girls she knew from her ballet company were their clothes, and the servants trailing hastily behind them.

"I guess we might as well see," she said, uncertainty tugging at the corners of her lips. It was just a party, it couldn't hurt to go and see, but something about the city didn't feel right. Since they'd gotten there, she'd hardly been able to move away from Lily's side, keeping her within an arm's reach, afraid that...

No, not afraid. She was sure that something awful was going to happen. Why else would they have ended up in this place?