smallestopener | The Princess Birthday Ball

The huge, white tent sprawls on the lawn beside the lake. It has been transfigured there for a very special occasion. A stone walkway leads from the bar to the tent - the pavements are wide enough that ladies' dresses won't trail on the ground as they make their way to the entrance. Over the draped curtains of the entrance way is a large banner which reads "Happy 7th Birthday, Ingress".

Once inside, the honored guests will be in the midst of an enchanted ballroom. There are balloons drifting in bunches from the circular tables lining the sides of the large dance floor. Floating candlabras glow with gentle light from above. There are trees in large ornamental pots interspersed throughout sparkling with fairy lights from real fairies.

One long banquet table is positioned on along the side of the ballroom - there are treats of all description. Little finger sandwiches, chopped up fruit, cookies, cheese and crackers, and other child-friendly h'ors douerves are presented to make sure the dancers are sustained throughout the the party. There are large bowls of ice cream (kept cold with magic)and sundae fixings. Punch bowls of sherbet-flavored drinks await ladling into crystal goblets. But most impressive is the large birthday cake with blue, purple, and pink icing roses festooning it.

Ingress is busy greeting her guests in her gown - a birthday gift from Amy and Susan - but soon she'll be dancing to the music provided by the overlarge Gramophone in the corner, which is playing a wide array of dancing music from waltz standards to court music to pop hits of the 20th century.

Tom, who's pretty tired from the magical effort required to pull this off, is in the background making sure his little girl is having a perfect party, and Princess Amy is helping Ingress in her hostess duties.

Come in and enjoy the party!

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"Welcome to my party!" She gives a curtsey, although she's not going quite as low as she did for the first guests. Her legs are a little wobbly.

He grins at her, and gives the curtsy an approving look.

"My, you certainly do everything right, don't you? I'm not certain we've met. My name is Peregrine. At your service, m'lady Ingress."

Dropping to one knee before her, he brings his hand out from behind his back.

"I hope you'll accept a small favor, in honor of the occasion. it isn't much, you know. I'm really better with acorns."

But the light chain of blossoms--lilac and snowdrop and the first few flowers her could fine--smells lovely, and will twine nicely around the tiara Ingress is already wearing.

"Shall we be friends?" Perry grins.

"Oh how pretty!" she says, taking the flowers, and she does indeed twine them round her tiara. "They're lighter than a crown, and that's brilliant."

She beams up at the nice fellow. "Yes, we shall be friends. I like your name."

"Thank you!" He beams. "It's my favorite out of all the ones I have. I like your name, too."

"How many names do you have?" Ingress finds this fascinating, the having more than one name thing.

"Eight," he tells her. "It seems rather excessive to me."

Even though they aren't quite as alliterative as Amy's.

"I only have one. Tom says a lot of people have three."

"Many people do, although not were I am from. Your friend Amy has a great many, after all, and she and I are from almost the same place."

"She has more than I can ever remember. I'm glad I can just call her Amy."

The Princess Birthday Ball

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