'Remember, ' said Twilight under his breath. 'If you change your mind at any point, just let us know. '

'Yes, ' Yor agreed with a whispered breath. 'It 's not the end of the world if you 're not feeling well! '

'Papa! Mama! ' Anya sighed exasperatedly. 'I 'm

really

fine. I can do this. '

She squared her shoulders to the door in front of her and rang the doorbell.

Anya clenched her hands tightly and resisted the urge to bounce on her heels. She wasn 't exactly lying to her parents when she said she could do it - because the more accurate reality was that she

had

to. She had no other choice, even if her parents might have disagreed.

Even though Anya 's head buzzed uncomfortably ever since yesterday 's incident at the Tournament, Anya knew that she had to go to the Imperial Ball - for Damian, and for Twilight, although how she could manage to do both without messing up was a little bit beyond her at that time.