Lacey spent the next morning getting ready for battle or at least that's what she thought of it. She primped and preened, applied makeup, curled her hair and put on one of her favourite dresses, a summer floaty green knee length maxi dress that was tight across her bodice before flowing down. Brown leather ankle boots, her silver locket and some bracelets completed her look as she stared at herself in the mirror.
Lacey barely recognised herself. It was a far cry from the discreet clothing she usually wore, her eyes standing out with the smoky look she'd gone for (it had taken her awhile, she was unused to applying makeup and Agnes had insisted on showing her how thank goodness) and her dress emphasised her small waist and showed a tiny hint of cleavage, the spaghetti straps leaving her s
