ISSABELL'S POV
With delicate fingers, I carefully secure the veil over my face, ensuring that not a glimpse of my features are visible except my eyes. The door creaks open, releasing a sliver of light into the dimly lit chamber. I turn my gaze towards the open door to find the guard standing there.
"Your carriage is here." he announces, his voice strained. I take a moment to gather myself before replying. "I'll be down in a second."
He offers a reassuring nod before exiting the room and closing the door behind him with a soft thud.
I release the veil from my grasp and allow my fingers to trail gently over the smooth silk. A sigh escapes my lips as I reach for the small bag containing the three dresses kindly provided by my gracious hosts during my stay.
Summoning my resolve, I take
