Queen Bethesda — Lusden Palace, South
Queen Bethesda stood staring at herself in the tall mirror before her. She was dressed in the perfect gown, woven from the finest silk of the southern looms, layered with soft velvet and delicate silver-thread embroidery. The seams were perfectly stitched together, the dress costing more than most of the gowns in her closet.
She looked her very best.
Tiny strands of pure precious stones were woven into the material, making it shimmer with every movement. It was gorgeous. Very beautiful, just as she had expected.
The royal seamstress had done an excellent job delivering the gown that took more than thirty days to make. It fitted her perfectly.
The dress screamed royalty.
Just like she was born into royalty.
She spun slowly on her heels, continuin
