As twilight wrapped the evening in soft magic, the grand hall shimmered with light and anticipation. Then, like a scene from a storybook, the debutante appeared—graceful as a princess in a gown that sparkled like morning dew. Her chosen knights and ladies, dressed in elegance, gathered around her. With poised steps and hearts full of promise, they danced the Cotillion de Honor—a waltz of youth, friendship, and dreams unfolding. Each turn was a celebration, each movement a whispered wish for the beautiful journey ahead. And in that enchanted moment, time seemed to pause for the young maiden stepping into her story.