Ballroom: The Doctor/Willow Willow looked around the ballroom, just taking in all the fanciness of the party. When she was originally pulled into the lottery, she never dreamed that she'd be places like this. Yet here she was dressed to the nines at the side of the man who was her Master only on paper. Everyone just looked so beautiful and she couldn't help but smile at it all.
But even with her happiness, there were small waves of nerves that coursed over her. She wondered if she'd ever get over her fear of vampires. She knew that not all of them were bad. But it was still something she hadn't quite gotten past. So for now she would just stay close to The Doctors side, arm looped through his.
"Do you know this Mr. Mikaelson?" She questioned as she sipped from the flute of champagne held in her free hand. "Or just saw the opportunity for a party?"