Aurora Black.
The next day, all the ladies went about getting thier dresses for the event. The seamstress' quarters were buzzing with anticipation, a flurry of silk and satin as Roslyn, Mia, Clara, and I were surrounded by various dressmakers, all of them handpicked from the finest houses across the kingdom. Most of the ladies had gotten theirs already, and we decided to go at this moment knowing most of them would have gone.
Each of us was to choose a gown for the grand event that was just a day away. I found myself standing in front of a rack of dresses, the colors vibrant yet elegant, ranging from soft pastels to deep jewel tones. It felt surreal, like I was playing a part in someone else’s life. To think I would ever be in a room full of beautiful clothes like these picking up somet
