It didn't take long for Laura to come back. When she came, it was clear she wanted to talk about something, but she didn't say a word. She just put the clothes on one of the beds and left.

After he had put on the clothes, he decided to go for a walk to get to know the place, like the man had told him to. 

The fabric of the clothes felt very rough and itchy as he walked. 'At least it fits,' Miles thought as he walked down the long corridor. There were many doors on each side as he passed, but he decided to continue down the corridor since he didn't want to accidentally end up somewhere he wasn't allowed to be. He didn't want to be in trouble. That man from earlier was honestly pretty scary. 

'Come to think of it,' Miles thought, 'who was that... Lady Collones Leah was talking about?' He kept thinking for a while about different things that came to his mind.

He had walked for what seemed like a few hours when he finally ended up in a big, beautiful garden. He met a few people, mostly girls, on his way, all of them carrying big boxes filled with what seemed like decorations, but they would mostly stare at him and maybe say hello. When he looked around in the garden, he saw a few people working on different things. Some were planting flowers, some were trimming the bushes, and others were cutting the lawn. 

Since Miles had no idea what was going on, he decided to ask someone. He decided to go ask a sweet-looking girl, who didn’t seem too busy to answer.

"What? Oh, you must be new. We’re preparing for the ball,” she answered, looking at Miles with her round hazel eyes.

“What ball? I haven’t heard anything about it. Could you maybe tell me something about it?”

“Of course. Every year, Mister Vanques hosts this big masquerade ball, where all the rich people are invited. I think it’s in about two weeks,” she answered, turning her focus back to planting the flowers. Miles thanked her and continued his walk. 

“Oh, I’m sorry my dear, are you okay?” a sweet lady, who looked like she was in her mid-forties, asked when they accidently bumped into each other. Her dark brown hair was styled beautifully. The long, white chunk of hair she had, was braided and wrapped around her head as if it was a crown.