Brand

(From Blue's Perspective)

All the people in the ballroom were wearing hooded blue cloaks. As if that was not enough to hide their identities, they also wore a mask on their faces. They bowed in unity as soon as we entered. I knew it was not directed towards me, but their lord who was with me. 

"These are our people, my daughter," he whispered to me. 

I did not want to be here. Not at all. I just wanted to run away. I was not sure where I would go. I just wanted to leave. Everything happening was suffocating. A safe place, it was what I needed and definitely the least possible thing that would in reality happen to me. 

He motioned with his hand and everyone stood up. I sensed terror. There was a straight path made for us, leading to the very end of the ballroom. This room was a ballroom but was not used as one. Instead, it seemed more like a church, just without the benches. I figured it was prepared that way to serve a particular purpose.