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I ran up the spiralling stair case as fast as my legs would carry me. I was petrified about the 'or else' Anne gave me. As my heels clicked on the staircase, I heard someone following behind. I ran faster, not caring about how lady like I looked at that point in time. The marble mosaics on the floor sparkled as the candle light hit them and then vanished under my heavy dress. I finally came to the hallway. I picked my dress up slightly and ran, feeling it fly out behind me. I knew I was being loud, my heels were making a racket against the floor. I could still feel a presence behind me. I ran faster. I finally came to Anne's room. I took a deep breath, preparing to be in trouble. I knocked the Boleyn code knock but got no reply. I knocked it again and whispered through the keyhole;

"Anne, its me – quickly!" I could hear the panic in my voice as I waited patiently for the door to open, constantly checking behind me worried about who this person following me was. Finally the door opened and I rushed in, shutting the door behind me with a bang. Mary and George looked amused by my hastiness to get through the door.

"In a rush beauty?" George teased, taking a sip of his red wine.

"I think there was someone following me when I came up stairs." George immediately got up and went to the door. I held my hand out and pushed his chest. "But don't worry, there's a very good chance it was only my imagination." I said, smiling up at him. He sighed and sat back down on the bed next to Mary.

"So, where's my dress?" I asked.

"Hanging in the wardrobe." Mary replied. Anne had insisted on a separate room for all the clothes and so we called it 'The Wardrobe' which sounded far more dramatic than it really was. I walked in to find a beautiful white gown hanging. It had a pure white, plain silky looking skirt, a creamy white bodice and sleeves with a very faint paisley print all over. There was pearl detailing around the square neck line. It was beautiful. I closed the door and immediately began changing out of the gold dress I was in. Once it was on, I went to face George and Mary. I swung the door open to find Anne watching also. She was wearing an emerald green dress. It was plain on the bodice but split down the centre of the skirt to reveal a slightly darker green with gold detailing. The sleeves were long and velvet and there was more gold detailing on the neckline of the bodice. She wore her usual 'B' for Boleyn necklace with pearls. Mary on the other hand wore a subtle cream dress that had gold detailing and shapes all over and some small gold jewels on the bottom of her sleeves. They both looked beautiful.

"Well, finally." Anne said.

"Sorry Anne," I replied looking at my fingers. "But thank you for the beautiful dress." I twirled and looked at her. She cracked a smile and Mary giggled slightly. "You both look stunning too." I directed at them both. There was a cough from the corner of the room. I looked to see George by the window feigning that he was upset. I walked over to him and kissed his cheek.

"And you look extremely handsome my brother. Any girl would be lucky to have you." He smiled at me.

"Thats better." I just smiled at him.

"Bella, that dress suits you perfectly." Anne said, pulling my bodice down slightly. I blushed a deep red. "No man will be able to keep his eyes off of you." If it were even possible, I blushed deeper. "Right, masks." She said, clasping her hands together. She walked with purpose into the wardrobe and came out with three circular boxes. She handed me my one, I opened it carefully. Inside there was a white stick with a mask that covered the eyes inside. It was decorated completely with pure white feathers, there was a few small white diamonds around the edges. It was subtly beautiful. Mary had a gold one shaped like a crescent moon that covered both eyes. It had darker, shining gold detailing all around. Anne had one similar to me but completely covered in diamonds coloured many shades of green. It was far more attention stealing than mine or Mary's.

"Anne, they're beautiful!" I whispered, holding mine in my hands. Anne merely shrugged.

"I had a dressmaker in France design the dresses and masks in case of an occasion such as this. Are you not proud of my organisational skills?" She gloated, smiling slightly, turning to look at us.

"Very." Mary said and hugged her sister around the waist.

"Where's mine?" George said, feigning hurt... again.

"Henry wanted his closest friends to have similar looking masks so yours is set out in your room." Anne said, making sure her straight hair was carefully put into a bun.

"Well, I'll be off to get it then." George said, kissing us all on the foreheads and leaving the room.

I took two small front sections of my wavy, brunette hair and tied them at the back of my head. I looked presentable enough. I sighed to myself. Marys straight hair was tied into a long plait that fell gracefully down her back. We all put our masks to our faces.

"Ready?" Mary asked. We nodded, I ran to the table and carefully blew the candles out and slowly rejoined them. We made sure we looked presentable and smiled at each other then made our way out of the doors.

A/N, hope you enjoyed! New chappy with The Cullens is on its way ;)

Most twilight characters are included in this story so stick with mee!

DISCLAIMER - Stephenie Meyer owns all.

Ellie xx