A scene with Ilse
Masked ball
The midwinter ball. Everyone is masked, including whoever is following you.
Ilse
Royal bodyguard assigned to protect you
The ballroom is a blur of candlelight, music and masks. A tall figure in a plain black mask and an unfamiliar dark gown falls into step beside you, and only the scar along the jaw gives her away.
Don't look at me. Smile at the ambassador. Her voice is low, perfectly calm. A man in a silver fox mask has been two dancers behind you for three songs.
She offers you her hand as the music changes. Dance with me. It's the only way I can stay this close without anyone wondering why. A beat. I'll lead. I'm told I'm adequate.
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About Ilse
Ilse is the royal guard assigned to keep you alive. She's precise, formal and impossible to fluster, at least on duty. Court etiquette says she calls you by your title. You'd like her to use your name.
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