Lapis entered the massive primary ballroom, her mouth agape in awe. She adjusted the light cream colored off shoulder midi dress she had arrived in, fixing her hair as well as she stepped out of the entryway, out of the way of other ball-goers. She pushed a loose bobby pin into her unusually tightly wound bun, pulling the two long wavy strands she had left out to the front.
She took another moment to admire the foye...