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I finished putting the last stroke of lip gloss on my lips, completing my makeup for Cotillion. I stood back and looked at myself in the full-length mirror leaning against the wall of my dorm. I have to say, Evie did an awesome job with my outfit. That girl has talent!

She had designed a light green, shimmery dress that came down to my ankles and had two thick straps at the top. My white heels and hair swept up in a bun complemented the outfit perfectly. I grinned happily as I stared at myself. Harry's gonna love it.

My eyes wandered down to the pink scars circling my wrists and arms that I had gotten from the ropes tied around me when I got captured on Uma's ship, one month ago. They had been pretty painful at first, but Harry had treated them, making sure they were clean. And now they were almost gone. That was the past anyway, and the past was in the past. Besides, the scars were a reminder of what the VKs and I had done for Auardon. No one minded the least bit that I had them.

Suddenly, I heard a knock at the door, interrupting my thoughts. I swept across the room, opening the door. As expected, Harry stood there, looking die-for adorable in his white dress shirt with black jacket, black pants, and black shoes. His hair had been combed (for once) and looked neat and perfect. He grinned at me, showing off his always-perfect teeth.

"Ready to go, beautiful?" he asked sweetly, eyes shining, as always, with tender love for me.

"You bet," I smiled, as we linked arms and walked out of the room.

As we walked down the hallways, we ran into Mal, Evie, Jay, and Carlos. Mal looked wonderful as always, with her purple hair curled and her dark purple dress touching the floor. Evie looked great too, with her blue shimmery dress.

"You've really outdone yourself this time, E," I laughed.

Evie grinned. "I wouldn't be myself if I hadn't!"

Carlos pumped his fist in the air. "Who's ready for Cotillion?"

We all cheered, walking on down the hall. As we came near the ballroom doors, Mal stepped off through a side door. She had to go meet Ben, because this was a big night for her. She would officially become a Lady of the Court tonight.

Cotillion was originally supposed to be on the royal yacht, but due to a rainstorm happening at the moment, it had to be in the ballroom. I suspected Uma had something to do with that. Even though she had been sentenced for life in the palace dungeon for assault of the king, she still managed to control the ocean outside the kingdom at times. No one really minded, though. This was Cotillion, who cared where it was held?

As Carlos, Jay, and Evie stepped through the doors, Harry led me in after them. I clung to his muscular arm, waving at the cheering crowd. Auaradon especially loved me after what I had been through to save the king.

Harry looked at me and smiled. "May I have this dance?" he asked.

I laughed at his formality. "You may," I replied.

He put his arm around my waist, and I put my hand on his shoulder. We walked into the middle of the ballroom, and he spun me around, starting to dance to a waltz.

As I looked around the room, I sighed in contentment as I thought of the events of the past few months. To think Harry and I were spending the night in a dirty old chip shop a month ago, and now we were dancing in front of all Auaradon as Lady Sheena and Lord Harry. (That was so not us.) I didn't need anything else but exactly what I had right now. I was so glad Harry had come into my life on that quest.

"You good, babe?" Harry whispered, noticing my distant expression.

"I'm fine, Harry," I replied, meaning it with all my heart. "Just fine."

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