Ragtag Daily Prompt: Curfew

“Remember, young lady,” chided Queen Pirouette to her daughter of the same name. “You are to be back in the Palace by midnight.”

“Oh, Mother!” Cried Pirouette la plus jeune. “I’m sixteen years old now. Don’t you think I’m a little old for a curfew?” She tried to sound nonchalant, but her voice rang hollow.