The Selected were required to enter the ballroom first, so they could mingle. Am orchestra played dully in the background.

Everything was perfect. Everything was decorated in a silver that shone like mercury. It gave the room a chilled feel, but the golden hints off the champagne and jewellery accented it in warmth.

Once all the Selected were at the ball and mingling the doors to the ball room opened. There standing at the top of the staircase was Theodore. Lookong dapper as ever in his suit. He eyed the crowd, keeping the attention on himself. He quickly grabbed two flutes of champagne from a roaming butler before eyeing the stairs expectantly.

And there she was. Charlize's ress shone in the lights, radiant against the silver, and Ted had accented her with his flower. He held a flute to her as she descended the steps.

They rasied their glasses in the air with soft smiles. "To love!" They cheered. The Selected cheered back and the orchestra started up a waltz. And while everyone's back was turned, Charlize carefully put her champagne flute back on a tray.