All night I tossed and turned, so wound up that even the thought of the ball made my stomach seize into knots. I was afraid something would happen—afraid that one of the guests might recognize me and expose who I really was. I knew the chance of that was small; Father had spent the last years making sure people didn't even know I existed. Only now did I understand why he had never allowed me beyond the castle walls. He knew everything, and this was how he meant to shield me from the world.
