I stood naked in front of the huge ornate mirror, my reflection staring back at me.
My hair looked wet and matted, dull rivulets streaked with sweat, and falling past my shoulders and my back. My eyes looked too big for my face. My skin was marked with mud and grass and slight bruises, also dirtied after the run in the woods.
Two maids rushed around in the room that I stood in. One filling the huge marble tub with steaming hot water and the other picking out pieces of velvet and shimmering dresses and throwing them on the bed from the generously overstuffed wardrobe.
