T-Girl fairy tale 5
Jared touched the clothes with his finger tips and they felt just as his eyes told him they should feel. He held up the mask and looked to his godfather questioningly.
“Yes, well I did create the mask. One is not required for the ball, but it is acceptable and generally thought that with the nature of this ball some of the suitors might want a bit of anonymity. I suggest you wear it at all times tonight. Especially since your step mother and sisters will be there and may recognize you.”
“How am I getting to the ball? Have you whipped a pumpkin up into a fine carriage for me to ride in?”
“A pumpkin? I have never heard of such a silly thing! Thor is waiting for you in the stables. I’ve changed his coloring some and his tack has been embellished to match the elegance of your clothes. The illusions will last until sunrise unless someone recognizes you. If you are recognized they will completely disappear and you will once again be seen as poor gentry upon an old plow horse. So be wary and do not allow yourself to be discovered.”