Days had passed, and it was finally time for the tea gathering. Ariana sat patiently, even though a light nervousness showed on her face, while Leah styled her hair."
She wore a buttercream dress that flowed freely down her body. It wasn't too heavy nor too light, and unlike the usual floral prints she often wore, this one had delicate embroidered patterns that shimmered softly under the light.
A charming hat rested on the table nearby—that was why Leah was perfecting her hair, so the hat could sit just right once they were outside. Elbow-length gloves completed the look, perfectly complementing the gown's short sleeves.
"Your Grace You'll have breakfast first. The gathering starts early in the afternoon," Leah said.
Ariana nodded and raised her hand to sign slowly.
"What of Jack? Shouldn't he be here today, given that it's the weekend?"
Leah smiled, surprised that the queen had remembered what she once said. She nodded as she curled the last lock of Ariana's hair.
