The night of the Luna inauguration ceremony arrived and it was time for Freya to get ready.
Freya's room was chaos. Silk, heavyweight, heavily designed gowns of different colors were laid out across the bed, glittering glass heels lined neatly in rows, and cosmetics weren't left out either; they were laid out in trays, waiting to be used.
At the center of it all was Sabine, directing the two younger maids like a general before battle.
"Not that one, you clumsy girl! Fetch the blue hairpin! What if we later decide to go for the blue dress, won't she need the pin? Come on, everything must be flawless!" She barked, her sharp eyes scanning every detail.
A few minutes later, the bathroom door creaked open and Freya stepped out, reluctantly. She had a lot on her mind. However, her eyes widened in shock when she stepped further into the room and caught sight of what had become of her room- the most chaotic dress shop!
"What… what is all this?" She whispered.
