Chapter 53 The Ball

• "Tonight," the lead witch announced, her voice echoing through the space, "you will have a break from the trials. A ball. A time for… fun and relaxation."
• A murmur rippled through the group. A ball? After what we had been through? It felt unreal, how do they expect us to party comfortably when half of those we knew when we came here were dead. Are they joking? Personally, I wasn’t just interested.
• Lyra looked at me, her brow furrowed. "A ball? What's the point of that?"