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Walking back into the ball room feeling a hot feeling in her stomach was strange. She felt exposed and scared that someone would find out that she had just finished a hot steamy session with her own guard. An enemy and a risk to the royal planets. 
"You let down your hair?" Eric was quick to appear by her side, a worried face as he grabbed her cold hand and gave it a tight squeeze as if she needed all the reassurance in the world. It did make her feel a tiny bit bad that she had done such things behind her back but remembering what he had done and said to her was quick to make the feeling go away.
"It was too tight." She lied, stepping away from him when she remembered that Feitan had left many marks on her neck and chest. 
"I heard voices, was someone in your room?"
"I've been talking to myself a lot lately. Don't question it."
A forced smile returned back to his face, "We should get going, I heard they'll be serving soon."
"Already?" She panicked, completely realizing that she didn't have a plan to escape.
She knew her mother would make her eat in front of everyone, if she did then she would have to poison herself just so it wouldn't be suspicious. She began to tremble from how nervous she felt, if things went wrong she was sure she wouldn't be able to see another day with her mothers punishments that's if the poison didn't kill her before her mother did.
"Damn it, I didn't think this through." 
"Are you sick?"
She felt his hand cup her face and if it wasn't for her pulling away she was sure he would have seen the marks on her neck. She chuckled and reminded herself to stay calm. 
"I'm fine, rest assured that I'm not sick, just really tired."
"Are you sure?"
She nodded, "I need a bit of air, the dress and the people around me makes me feel..."
Her sentence trailed off when she noticed Masami across the room. Just how Feitan told her she was in a guard uniform, accompanied by other guards who didn't seem to notice that she was apart of the rebellion. Masami didn't seem worried at all, she looked astonished by the amount of food and luxurious furniture around her.
"It makes you feel?" He nodded, trying to get her to continue.
(Y/n)'s brain suddenly began to work again, she smiled, "Nervous," she pointed in the direction of Masami, "that guard has the wrong uniform, I'll go get her to fix it." Before Eric could say anything (y/n) walked off, grabbing Masami's arm and nearly dragging her into the hallway.
"What are you doing here?"
"Where's Feitan?"
"Feitan? He left already."
Masami sighed and leaned against the wall. She pulled the collar of her uniform, not used to the tight fabric.
"I can't believe Feitan wore these uniforms for months." She cursed under her breath, feeling hot and sweaty under the warm uniform. "How long will the party last?"
"It usually lasts till midnight."
Masami clicked her tongue, grabbing her hand as she pulled her towards the garden.
"That won't do, we need to leave now."
"Now? We can't just leave, the palace is surrounded by guards!"
"Would you rather get crushed by the weight of the entire palace?"
"W-What?"
Masami gave her a weak smile, "I planted bombs around your palace, my lady."