Astrid's POV The evening of the ball had come and all of sudden, I began to develop cold feet about stepping outside with the way I looked. As I stared continually into the room, I could not recognise who was staring back at me. I had never looked so beautiful and elegant in all my years. "I'm just going to add some finishing touches to your make-up before you leave." The head of the women who had been in charge of my preparation broke through my thoughts. The other three women stood behind me, joining me to admire myself—perharps they were drooling over the woman they had transformed me into. I don't think I needed any more make-up, I could barely even recognise myself. My hair had been tightly packed into a bun which aligned the features of my face more vividly. And who still used glitter for make-up in this age, because I could see a small amount of it on both sides of my cheeks. "She looks really beautiful...." The first woman said. "I tell you, she is going to capture the
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