chapter one. {ISAAK}

[sofia aleksandra of estonia]

Sofie could tell from about the first second she walked into Ice Box that she was far too overdressed. As her blue gown just barely dragged on the floor behind her, she noticed partygoers eyes turn towards her with a look of confusion. Most were dressed in rather scandalous costumes that inched their way towards looking like stripper outfits, on girls, and even on guys. You see, to Sofie’s innocent eyes, this event was rather confusing.

The Halloween Ball back in Estonia had always been one of her favorite events of the season. Men and women of the Estonian elite were invited to the palace for an evening of tasteful fun, dressed in designer interpretations of their favorite story or film characters. And their most well known tradition? Masks. Everyone was masked from start to finish of the evening, so even though the looks of the ball were prim and proper, one could get away with anything, if they were never found out. Of course, since Sofie was new to the hallowed halls of Vineheart Academy, she was left completely unawares of the more traditional American Halloween that they celebrated here. Well, it looked like she would definitely be keeping her mask on the rest of the evening.

It took her a moment to survey her surroundings. The entire club was decked out with an erie red theme that gave a vampiric glow to her entire surroundings. She hoped for a second this didn’t ruin the look that she was going for, but then remembered that she looked out of place as it was, so she shouldn’t be too worried. At least no one knew her identity this evening, so there would be no way to be made fun of later. There were red crystal chandeliers, red lights glowing, red lava-like fountains on the bar, and countless people dressed to fit the theme. Sofie hated feeling so out of place among the short skirts and plummeting necklines. She couldn’t help but laugh as she imagined the look on her parents faces if they were here at this moment.

Making her way from the main entrance deeper into the club, Sofie looked for a bartender who might be able to offer her a drink. She managed to glance just the person she was looking for, and, luckily for her, a free standing table. She stood next to the tall table, leaning slightly on the edge, as she saw the bartender approaching. He was dressed according with the theme, as a devil, of course. She ordered a glass of champagne to start off. There was no need to make a bigger fool of herself tonight than she already had, so there would not be too much liquor involved.

Sofie smiled and thanked the waiter as he promptly brought her the drink, and stood at the table, surveying the crowd of partygoers helplessly. If only there was someone here to take her out of her misery.

^{TAGGED : ISAAK <3
WORDS : A BUNCHH
WEARING : CLICK MEH
NOTES : YAY! SO EXCITED TO START THEM x)
CREDIT : TANA}