Chapter Eighty-Two.
Eliza stood before the long looking glass, blinking at her reflection, not quite believing her eyes. The dress, was a golden colour, the tight boned bodice, that extenuated her bosom, had a delicate floral pattern embroidered in cream threads, with small shell fish jewels in the centre of the tiny blossoms, which matched her earrings and necklace perfectly. The Moonstone Artefact hung around her neck on a golden chain, the stone glowing slightly under the candlelight within the room. The bodice ended in a V at the bottom of her stomach, before the full skirt flared out, the length hanging just below her ankle, with golden fabric shoes on white stocking feet. Her white hair hung down in perfect tiny corkscrew curls, with gold thread with tiny shellfish jewels woven in
