Just as I was cleaning up the counters and adding the last bits of cherry to the tops of the cakes, Edmund stops me in the kitchen.

"The party will not be held tonight," he says.

"Huh?" I ask, looking around at all of the foods and desserts that I have been working on for the past ten hours.

"We are not prepared for it," he explained.

"HUH?????" I reply, throwing my hands out to the foods and desserts that I have been working on for the PAST TEN HOURS!

"The invitations have not been sent out. Nobody knows to come, nor has time to properly RSVP! Plus, there is a terrible storm moving in this evening. We need to plan this out more. We will have the party at a later date."

I sigh, setting down my bowl of cherries.

"Alright, I suppose," I reply. I do agree, something so big does need to be planned out more. I was rushing it to make so much at once. "But you better be hungry," I add, smiling with a little laugh. Edmund chuckles.

Just then, the gypsy woman whom I had taken in earlier in the day wanders into the kitchen. She is dressed to the nines- in Elanor's old clothes! Edmund frowns.

"Who are you?" he inquires.

Oops... she is no longer here for the party, I suppose. I bite my lower lip, nervously. How are we going to explain this one???