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A woman wearing a black gown with a veil that covered her face walked up to him and he bowed his head slightly.
"He's in there mistress." He said dutifully. The woman nodded and reached for the door handle and entered the room.
"Hello Cinder." Was the last thing he heard before he returned to the ballroom. He wasn't terribly impressed by what he saw upon his return. He spotted the culprit and crept up behind her silently. A wrapped his arms around her body and whispered in her ear, sounding rather irratated.
"You havn't aged a day have you Alison." He muttered


