It was ten minutes past six in the evening when Lady Faye fetched the princess in her room. When the door opened, the Head Servants's eyes twinkled, thoroughly pleased with the youth and beauty that the princess possessed.
She was wearing a light pink satin gown, perfectly draped in layers starting from her waist down to the legs with a trail that was only a meter long. Lady Faye anticipated the princess to dance during the ball, so she opted to pick the very gown that would suit the occasion.
And suit her she did.
It was an off-shoulder gown, with the edges meticulously embroidered with gold roses and silver fiddleback ferns. There was a slit above-the-knee high in the left part of the gown that boasted Lianne's ivory smooth legs.
The only accessory that added her beauty was a pair of
