Grand Feast

I didn't recognize the girl looking back at me.

She was a sight in simple grace.

The dress was a flowing midnight blue, matching my eyes. The fabric, woven with threads of silver, clung to my curves, accentuating my slender form.

The bodice was modest, embellished only with a delicate silver chain holding a small moonstone pendant that shimmered like moonlight.

My hair, a cascade of golden ringlets, was adorned with a dainty silver comb that glistened with a tiny emerald.

It all felt a bit overwhelming.

"Ember," I murmured as I faced her.

"Hush," she whispered as she guided me back to the mirror. "It's just one night. Let go for just one night," she urged softly.

I could manage that, just for one night.

"Now, come," Ember exclaimed, her voice slightly elevated. "The night beckons." She took my hands and led me out of the room.

"How did you manage to get a dress like this?" I inquired.

"That's a tale for another time," she chimed in a singsong voice.

I just grinned and followed h