She hadn't been too sure of coming at first. I mean who could blame her really, it wasn't every day you suddenly got a private invitation to the largest high society event of the year after all; and it wasn't like she was "upper crust" herself. Oh sure her father might have been an author of some note, but even that didn't explain why it was addressed to<span style="font-style: italic">her</span>. In fact, she was quite certain the letter has simply been grossly mislabeled; yet after a bit of digging she managed to catch wind of just how odd the invitation list seemed to be. In the end, it had taken some prodding from her friends, but she had eventually decided to try out this "chance of a life time"; figuring that even if it didn't quite pan out, it would certainly make a good story to share.<br/><br/>When she'd first arrived, Rose felt almost immediately out of place and under-dressed for the occasion; her own choice seeming to pale before the high class labels being worn by so many of the other guests, but she took some solace from the fact that she wasn't the only one who seemed to feel like a fish out of water. Having arrived fashionably early, the young lass had taken the chance to attempt to mingle; with some definitely mixed success given the crowd.<br/><br/>The food however, was spectacular. Failing all else, Rose would not regret coming here. Though what followed the toast certainly made it tempting.<br/><br/>When the toast was finished, Rose experienced the queeriest sensation of her life; overcome with a strange light headedness she felt as if some part of her mind were somehow unfolding itself, something that had always been there, yet hidden away beyond sight. As the feeling grew the room seemed to grow distant and fade away from her as flickers of scenes played out from within her soul, and the impressions and bonds from beyond death and time found their way to her heart once more. An all too familiar feeling as if she was part of, no that she<span style="font-style: italic">was</span>something more; yet that this more was the way it should be. As if something she hadn't known, but felt, she was missing was within hands reach; yet just as the feeling grew to its apex a feeling, like a loved one embracing her from behind, fell over her.<br/><br/>Slowly but surely the feeling faded away, and young Rose stirred as if waking from a dream; only to be welcomed by the chaos and clanger that had now overtaken the dining hall. Unthinkingly she found her hand reaching towards her neck, only for an instinctual have of panic to flow through her when her hands came up empty. "<span style="color: #FF00BF">Wha-What's going on?!</span>" she said as she looked around the room with growing worry, noticing how people were stumbling on and out of their chairs; Jacob himself garnering her total attention as he falls to the floor clutching his heart.