[Poggio]

Robin narrowed his eyes as his mother told him the conditions for going to the ball. He started then stopped. Some where is mind said screw it. If this was a dream he was going to control it. He waited until his step siblings and mother jubilantly left the room laughing at his misfortune. Slowly Robin dusted his hands clean of the ash and left the house. He was going to find his own way into the ball come hell or high water. Robin marched into town to get a good look at the castle. It would be very easy to sneak in as a page boy or a maid.