Serena led her through a side corridor to a private room near the estate's rear entrance. A servant had already retrieved the promised items: a gown of deep burgundy silk, cut in a simple but elegant style, and a set of gold jewelry that sparkled like captured starlight in the lamplight.
"The washroom is through there," Serena said, pointing to a door. "Take all the time you need. I'll wait here."
Katia changed quickly, slipping out of her stained gray dress with relief. The burgundy gown fit as though it had been tailored specifically for her—hugging her waist perfectly, flowing gracefully over her hips. The rich color brought warmth to her complexion, making her skin seem to glow in the soft light.
When she emerged, Serena let out an appreciative sound.
"Wow," she said, a g
