[Sierra POV]
Finishing my bath, I stepped out of the room. I needed to freshen up for a moment and find some calm. A knock at my door caught my attention. "Come in," I said as I saw a group of ladies enter. They carried makeup instruments, and I could tell they were makeup artists. "But what were they doing here?" I wondered.
They placed their makeup gadgets on the floor, and one approached me, giving a half-bow. "Good day, ma'am. We were hired to prepare you for the ceremony," she explained. But what ceremony?
"What do you mean, and what ceremony?" I asked.
"It was an order from Marcellous, sir. That we get you ready for the Sohoe ceremony..." another explained.
So, that explained their presence. The old man had chosen to carry out the ceremony today, the same day I had returned to t
