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*Story is set before the selection of the Six Braves* A ball was to be held at the palace at exactly seven in the evening. Your father, the king, was the host. As a princess, it was only common sense for you to attend a ball your father himself arranged but unlike the hundreds of princesses who lived for the thrill of gowns and handsome men you'd rather skip out on the stuffy formal greetings and the restricting evening gowns and opt for a simpler way to pass the time which was either reading or stargazing out on your spacey balcony. You've tried asking your father several times to consider letting you off the hook for once but he firmly dis

Disclaimer: Consent (agreeing to do sexy activities) is important, even when you're just making out.  The Creepypasta Seven Minutes in Heaven series has elements of dubcon, also known as "dubious consent," where a character's consent to sexy activity is unknown or uncertain.  The story here does not represent healthy sexual encounters and should not be anyone's basis for how they go about sexy activity in real life.  Check description for links to learn more.    Your hand wiggled it's way into the festive hat, submerged in all of the oddities and random possessions of the other party-goers.  Curiously you poked and prodded around, biting yo