Walking out of her room, Miriam was dressed in a red regal attire that accentuated her body and heightened her beauty.
Her aurburn hair was tied in a pony tail and a few loose strands floated about freely by the side of her ear.
Walking down the red carpeted stairs, the rest of her family were all dressed in the most beautiful suits and dresses as they stood by the door in preparation to leave.
"Of course, my baby sister is the most beautiful, as always". Oliver nodded in approval.
"Are you saying that I'm ugly, dear brother?". Ava teased.
"Of course not!, your beauty is only second to that of Miriam!". He answered with a serious expression.
"Now, now, let's not be late for the ball, you can argue later when you get there". Astoria interrupted with a smile.
Opening the door, a purple carriage, sleek and polished with faint gold accents, glided through the streets behind six white horses, lanterns swaying gently as it parked directly Infront of the mansion.
