Arianna/Thea

I was in a simple gown. But every witch in the room was eyeing me enviously because I get to wear this.

I don a simple yet beautiful gown.

The gown is crafted from a delicate, flowing fabric in a shade of soft lavender, reminiscent of blooming lilacs in a tranquil garden. The fabric gracefully drapes around my figure, accentuating my slender silhouette while allowing freedom of movement.

The neckline of the gown is adorned with intricate lacework, delicately embroidered with shimmering silver thread, adding a touch of enchantment to the ensemble. The lace extends into sheer sleeves that fall gracefully to my wrists, giving an ethereal quality to my appearance.

The bodice of the gown is fit but not restrictive. It is adorned with subtle beading and sequins, catching the light as I move, creating a mesmerizing sparkle that adds a touch of glamour.

The skirt of the gown cascades down to the floor in gentle layers, flowing with every step I take. The fabric dances around me imbued with a subtle sheen that reflects the ambient light.

Even Melina was eyeing me, her eyes filled with envy.

Honestly, the only reason I am able to wear this is because of the size of this dress. I am the only one who is short enough to fit in this dress.

I guess being short also has perks.

"Whoa! Where did you find that dress?" Cyril asked loudly, eyeing me from head to toe.

I sighed as Melina shouted, "Let's go we don't have time for trivial matters."

Cyril frowned in confusion at her anger but followed behind me.

He was in a suit, looking handsome.

I don't even know where did they find something that fit his large form.

"Both of you are exceptionally fortunate! It's not every day that lowly apprentices like yourselves have the honor of gracing the presence of royalty."

She pauses dramatically, she was in a black gown which looks beautiful on her. I bet everything will look good on her with that figure and her beautiful face.

"don't go anywhere near the princess, maintain your distance. But always be 10 near behind the princess. Don't let her out of your sight." she said continuing to walk ahead of us.

"One small mistake and you can get beheaded by the king." she threatened exaggerating.

I rolled my eyes at Melina's theatrics, while Cyril chuckled under his breath. We exchange amused glances, understanding the exaggeration in Melina's words.

when we enter the princess chamber, we were greeted by a barrage of maids who were buzzing around Princess Alyssa like bees.

one of them curling her beautiful hair, sewing her dress, powdering her, one of them putting on her jewelry.

watching the scene before me brings a smile to my face as I remembered my maids who would spend all their day preparing me.