Party Prep!

Arturia had arrived fairly early to help with the party preparation. She mostly kept to moving things around, picking up items and pushing tables either out of the way or into a neat line for the food everyone was going to be bringing. The woman was staying away from decorating of any kind. That was not an art which she would call her forte. Far from it, actually. She could definitely respect and even appreciate the finer details that were being placed on each table (she would have never thought that table cloth color was something one needed to attend to but, there it was, something which was being fussed over).

With nothing left to move and the preparations well on their way, Arturia moved to the side of the room near the door. She was dressed in the standard issue cotton pants, black shirt and sweatshirt with her hair tied back. The black ribbon securing her hair in place hung loosely at the nape of her neck.

She leaned carefully against the wall with her arms loosely crossed, quietly waiting for the Lady Violet to conclude the items that she needed to finish before the party that evening. The woman wasn’t someone whom Arturia had yet met but she was definitely grateful for the offer to let her into the wardrobe room for the evening’s festivities.

There was definitely a knot in Arturia’s stomach. She hadn’t been to a formal party in years and every time she attended one she always felt awkward and out of place. She sighed softly, why had she volunteered to go to this again?