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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The little 'princess's birthday ball is to be graced by two queens, approaching in a manner as regal as she could wish for.

Jadis is clad in her softest gown, a delicate confection of ice crystals gracing her hair, frostlets wound up her bare arms. She's carrying a perfectly enticing parcel, wrapped in a paper that seems to have been spun out of moonlight and shadows, for all that it is as tangible as the ground or the tent or the guests at the Ball.

Ingress doesn't know who Jadis is, and there are no Narnians around to tell her. She doesn't notice Tom edge a little closer to where she stands greeting guests.

What Ingress does know is that this lady looks very pretty. She curtseys. "Welcome to my birthday party, Madam."

*The Snow Queen inclines her head in greeting. She wears a gown composed entirely of ice crystals, glittering in the candlelight. She wears a circlet that flickers with cold blue fire*

And this lady is very pretty, too.

"Greetings to you, as well," she says with another curtsey. "I'm Lady Ingress of the House of Arch, but Snow White made me a princess just now for real."

Jadis smiles sweetly at the little girl. Truly sweetly, for all of the things in her past aside, she genuinely likes children.

"We heard it was your birthday, little lady," she says.

Indeed. It is a pleasure to come to the ball of a young princess. I am the Snow Queen.

"Oh my," she says, her eyes widening. "A real queen?" she asks the Snow Queen. She turns to Jadis. "And are you a real queen, too?"

Jadis pauses, not quite sure. She decides on the truth. "An empress, little one. However, and this is the important part, we brought you a present. From both of our magics. You might find it pretty."

She passes Ingress the enticing parcel. Under it's wrapping, it is vaguely oviod, flatt-bottomed, and intriguing.

Indeed, the queen of Winter.

*She finds unexpectedly that she might like this small, well-mannered child*

"Wow," she says, grinning. She carefully takes the parcel, and instead of ripping the paper off, she Opens it - the paper parts and falls away, leaving the snow globe revealed. "Ooooh, it is pretty."

She stares a moment into the wintry scene, laughing in delight when a rabbit hops across the snow. "You're magical queens, too! My Tom is a wizard. I like magic. And snow! There's a place in London Below where it's always snowy. Time got stuck there, Door says."

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