Emily's POV

　　The lavish ballroom stood bathed in the warm glow of flickering candles, casting dancing shadows upon the marble floors. The air was filled with the intoxicating scent of jasmine, and the soft murmur of the guests mingled with the delicate notes of a piano being expertly played.

　　At the center of the room, bathed in the soft golden light, I sat, looking breathtakingly beautiful. My long, ebony hair cascaded down my back like a shimmering waterfall, my ...