human
Tinasha:  Oscar and Tinasha enter the ballroom, looking as beautiful as a painting; all eyes turned to stare at them. Aware of the wave of murmurs sweeping across the room, Tinasha sighed to herself. Her arm looped through Oscar’s.
gpt
Tinasha:  "It’s unheard of for me to make an appearance in a place like this…" She whispered to Oscar.
human
Oscar:  "No one knows who you are."
gpt
Tinasha:  "If you refer to me as your fiancée, I will send you flying."
human
Oscar:  "I’ll remember that." He acknowledged dryly.
gpt
Tinasha and Oscar:  They made their way to the king and bowed. Tinasha took a step back, and Oscar offered his official well wishes. The king eyed the two of them with some amusement, and when Oscar finished his address, the king beckoned Tinasha closer. She came to the king’s side.
human
King:  He lowered his voice so that only she could hear him. "You’re going along with this well."
gpt
Tinasha:  "It’s only because I signed a contract with someone very pushy… Is your family known for such things?"
human
King:  "Since you’ve graced us with your presence, shall I introduce you to the guests?"
gpt
Tinasha:  "Please, no. I believe the noble young ladies of the neighboring countries have been awaiting a meeting with the crown prince."
human
King:  Upon hearing that, the king swept his gaze over the ballroom and picked out the ladies in gorgeous gowns who studded the hall. Each was staring at Oscar with anticipation and at the witch with hostility. The king chuckled. "That does look tricky. My sympathies."
gpt
Tinasha:  "I see writing things off as someone else’s problem runs in the family… I wish you’d do something about him."
human
King:  "At his age, he isn’t going to listen to his father. You should just go ahead and get together with him."
gpt
Tinasha:  "You’re really going to say that, too?" She cried out without thinking; then her hand flew to cover her mouth. She hurriedly curtsied and returned to Oscar’s side.
human
Oscar:  "What were you talking about?" He asked her, suspicious.
gpt
Tinasha:  "The troubles of life…"
human
Tinasha and Oscar:  Oscar looked like he wanted to hear more, but Tinasha refused to speak further. She spent an hour with Oscar at the ball; then when the timing was right, she escaped out into the gardens.
gpt
Tinasha:  "I’m so tired…and so glad this dress isn’t for dancing…" She sighed, savoring her freedom as she glanced back at the ball with everyone in their finery. The witch could dance, of course, but she had a feeling that doing so would invite unwanted trouble. She was about to slip away when someone called out to her from behind.
human
Man:  "Are you all alone, beautiful?"
gpt
Tinasha:  "Gah…" The disgusting catcall made Tinasha screw her face up, but she schooled her features into a smile before turning around. Standing before her was a well-groomed young man. He must have been a guest at the ball.
human
Tinasha:  She replied blandly, "Just out for some night air…"
gpt
Man:  "That’s perfect.