Emily's POV
The small mirror in the maids' quarters wasn't flattering, but tonight, as I adjusted the cream-colored dress Tessa had practically forced me into, I couldn't help but feel... different. The dress clung to my petite figure just enough to highlight curves I didn't think I had, while the soft, flowing fabric gave me an ethereal look. My wild red hair was tamed into loose waves, cascading down my back like a fiery waterfall. The green of my eyes seemed brighter against the cream, and my skin glowed faintly in the dim light.
Alice stood beside me, fussing with her own outfit. Her brown hair was pinned into an elegant updo, and the hazel in her eyes shimmered under the glow of the lantern. Her plump figure fit snugly into a soft lavender dress that complemented her warm complexion
