Carly looks at the invitation, looks at the castle, looks at the invitation, looks at the castle.  With a shrug which caused her iridescent purple and teal butterfly wings to flutter, glitter raining onto the ground behind her as she walked, she made her way to the door.  Tugging her slinky little purple dress back into place where it had ridden up her shapely thighs and with a little wriggle,  her long raven hair piled up carelessly on her head, her bright blue eyes scan the interior with a mischievous twinkle as she enters the door, looking for anyone she might know or who might have sent her the mysterious invitation.<br/><br/>Picking up a glass of champagne from the sideboard in a nearby alcove she made her way inside, her heels clicking on the floor, her curvy little body fairly dancing, her hips swaying slowly.