It was daunting. To be in the room we’d been spying on, not as daunting as entering it had been. Ivy had woken up early, and spent hours choosing herself an outfit. Finally deciding on a shocking violet dress, and forgoing shoes entirely. In comparison, I got dressed really quickly. By the time she was done with that I heard her into the bathroom, and put her make-up on for her. Nobody else in that room yesterday wore make-up like this. It was… dare I say it demure. This was odd, but I had been discovering odd things right and left since I got here, and had long stopped counting. When I was finished with her, she had a smokey cat's eye that was to die for, if I did say so myself. Much better than anything I had done on myself, at any rate. There were a thousand shades of purple in her eyes

