When we got to the party, I was sure there was more to it than just my natural paranoia.


When we got to the party, I was sure there was more to it than just my natural paranoia. Richard and Susan had decided to throw their fourth-century anniversary party in truly grand fashion, and the Reedhon Castle courtyard was positively packed with people, all dressed in the strange to sublime. I was enormously pleased to see that most people had gone the formal masked-ball route, and only a few had gone to truly costumely lengths, although those that had had chosen historical formals to go to. I even saw a few people in Heinlein full formal, and they looked comfortable, which made me comfortable. The masks went from the simple eyepiece (like mine and P'nyssa's) to full headresses. Despite the nature of the party, I did not see Uncia wearing scars they did not deserve, but the number of people in drag amazed me.

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