~ Third Person's Point of View ~
"Madame, " The hairdresser called Lenazia as soon as she finished with her task. "You can go back to your quarter, now! I am pleased with what you have done to the hair of our Lord's daughter."
"It is my honour too, Madame." She replied while her hands resting on her chest.
The young woman slowly lifted up her head as she looked her face. Her hair was braided, adorned with glamorous clamps.
Lenazia covered her mouth of what she had seen. "You look like a Princess, Mariya!"
She touched the young woman's shoulders while looking at her reflection in the mirror. "You look like one! Your father will be grateful and sucatchesrprise as soon as he catches a glimpse of you!"
"Am I really look like a Princess, Lenazia?! I have never seen myself like this, since before."
Mariya touched her reflection with her soft and delicate hands. She looked upon her glimmering and sheening eyes for the nth time.
