I adjusted my corset and put on the skirt of my blue dress. I looked at myself in the mirror and I put on the mask created specifically for this ball, light blue lace covering my eyes and nose. I took my time getting there, walked through the bustling streets and watched the carriages with my same destination. The palace walls were huge but the music could be heard from outside.

I entered the castle and Rameau's fifth concerto filled my ears, one of my favorites pieces. People danced and laughed, drank and sang. I joined the people, I drank and danced watching the atmosphere change. Soon after, a rumor reached my ears. An assassin was on the loose, and he was here with intentions of killing the king. My body tensed along with the sound of the doors closing. There was no way out.

People tried to appear normal, but I kept trembling. At that moment the king came out to speak, and then joined the party to celebrate, unaware of his upcoming assassination. Before the time runned out, I approached him, offering him a drink which he gladly accepted. I quickly walked away, and a few minutes later, he collapsed. The poison took effect in his body, and amidst the commotion, I disappeared.