Morning comes.

There's a knock on the door and it awakens them both. "Pardon me, my lady, but breakfast with the Ostowls begins in half an hour. I thought you may like a warning, so that you may--"

"Half an hour?!" The girl sits up quickly. "Why would you not wake me up sooner? Ugh. Our servants are useless." She hops up from bed and hurries over to her stand-up mirror. Never before has Tela seen a girl move so quickly. She brushes her hair, applies a minimal amount of makeup, and begins to garb herself in lovely clothing. Tela wonders why she wears such fancy underwear if she's going to cover it up, but she tugs on a matching pair of golden panties and a bra before putting on a dark blue dress. It really pushes up her bust as well. She then puts a silver clip in her hair and parts it to one side before giving herself one more look over. As quickly as she moves, it does still take almost half an hour.

She's pretty! Too bad that's only on the outside.

Olivia hurries out through the door of her bedroom, and Tela vanishes from sight while she follows behind.

The manor's hall is filled with a dozen or so people. It's a small gathering for a noble's party, but it's meant to be. Everyone is still dressed up like it's somebody's wedding, and the platters of food are elaborate and delicious. Tela starts to drool as the scent wafts beneath her nose. Meanwhile, she watches the girl enter the scene and begin mingling with the other guests.

A girl with red pigtails greets her. "Have you been doing well, Olivia?" she asks.

"Of course." The girl curtsies. "I do love when you visit."

Suddenly, her eyes widen. Olivia freezes up, and her face flushes red as she holds herself in place for a moment. Her nostrils flare as she pants heavily. Then when the sensation fades, she looks to the other girl who was thankfully looking away at the time. Her eyes return just as she starts to calm down.

"Hmm? Are you all right?" the redhead asks.

"Don't mind me." Olivia looks confused and scared.

Oh I get it! She lied! That's pretty funny. Tela puts both hands over her mouth and tries not to laugh too loudly.

A young man carefully approaches her. He looks more scared than she does. It actually looks to be the same boy she was shouting at the night prior. In his hand is a platter of appetizers, and he works up the courage to speak. "P-Pardon me, my lady. Are you hungry?"

"You again!" she immediately snaps back.

He sinks back like a turtle in its shell. "Please. It was a mistake."

"Leave us. I find your face to be ugly. Aah!" She covers her mouth with one hand as she turns red once again. The marble between her legs goes wild. Nobody can see it lighting up red, but they can certainly see something else doing it. With slow, shaking breaths, she clutches her chest, and looks between the two with embarrassment. "... What are you looking at? I said to leave us!

"Yes, my lady!" He quickly runs off.

The redhead raises a brow. "You don't look so great. Do you have a fever, Olivia? Perhaps you should return to bed."

"I'm f-fine... Mmm~!" She arches her back and turns away quickly to hide the intense heat in her face. Her eyes widen, and her body shivers. It's such an intense sensation that it's a miracle she can keep it together at all. "This get together is rather important. I would not return to my bed chambers."

"As cold as always, Olivia. If you insist." The redhead crosses her arms and turns away as well. "I don't care anyway."

Olivia gasps as it vibrates again. She nearly buckles to her knees, but thankfully, the other girl isn't looking at her any longer. The feeling is getting worse. Each time it happens, she gets even hornier, but the thought of this unknown sensation pushing her to climax right in the middle of the ball is too much to bear. She doesn't know what to do.

Ooh. It works when anyone around her lies. I forgot about that! That's even funnier!