And The Winner Is...

The princess looked confident, Ida thought to herself. Deciding to put her faith in Sierra, she did not question any further. After trimming the stalks and thorns from some of the plants she had picked, Sierra chose a vase and began arranging the flowers. 

Moments later, she noticed some maids dashing into the competition area with unusual items in their hands. Some of them were holding pieces of jewelry, others had exquisite vases in their hands. 

"Is external help allowed, Ida?" Sierra asked as she furrowed her eyebrows. 

"The Queen does not seem to mind," Ida replied as she glanced over, "Would you like me to get something for you as well?" 

"No need."