|Ilaria's POV|
I was bathed and dressed in a lavender coloured summer dress made out of the most comfortable chiffon I had ever worn. Cassian's staff had helped me with all that, and as awkward as having two unknown women bathe me had been, I could not help but feel relaxed after being pampered and fussed over after two weeks of complete chaos and torture. It felt like a nice escape from reality. The dress I chose to wear had straps for sleeves that tied up at the top of both my shoulders while a ruched corset hugged my chest before the skirt opened up and flew down from my waist, reaching till just below my knees. The two kind women— Claudine and Mia— had even styled my hair in gentle waves that fell till my waist before applying small amount of make-up to hide the bruising and cuts fro
