"The mother's love
The mother's love is the strongest
She is always there for us,
Brightening our sky and road
Praying for our safety and future.
Their love is the most powerful,
Truthful and eternal.
Always staying in our hearts"
- poem for today's chapter
by Ayano_Ann (me)
The big day has finally come. Sophie could barely sleep with anxiety and opened her eyes excruciatingly.
'The day has come and there is no going back,' she. The girl got up on her feet barely, put on her dress and combed her hair.
A slight nervous smile brightened her face. Her soldiers were higher up. The day was freighting for her, but she got in and out of the room. The stylists were waiting for her and they took her by hand.
They took her to a room next door full of all sorts of beauty appliances. For start, they made a warm bath full of amazing oils and ointments to make her skin soft, smooth and shiny. They washed her hair with a lovely-measuring shampoo that made her hair shiny and beautiful, fixed her manicure and pedicure, nourished her face, and she was already ready, dressed in a robe. They took her to the chief stylist.
Anastasia looked as always beautiful and looked at Sophie approvingly. The clothes were ready, and now all they had to do was put it on and fix it. Anya (she liked to be called that) asked Sophie to close her eyes to surprise her with the dress.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she was amazed. The dress was just lovely! It was light and soft, in a beautiful royal blue, with no back, clinging at first, but beautiful as a veil descended from the sides and, as soon as it spun, sparkled magically-beautifully.
Alongside her waist were tiny, shiny asterisks that gave the galactic look of the dress a perfect blend of her hair and Sophie shone like a star.
On her neck was a delicate silver necklace with a pendant moon of crystals and a very simple bracelet in tone. It was amazing.
Sophie was amazed, even though she knew how much Anya was capable, this dress surpassed everything she had expected. She could barely put into words her joy and her thanks. Anya was also very pleased and stated that now it is the turn of the hairstyle and the makeup.
Sophie sat in the chair in front of the large mirror and Anastasia with several other stylists surrounded her.
After a while, the make-up artist came forward and looked at her face. When it was over, Sophie looked delighted in the mirror.
She had dark-blue eyeshadow with a little glittery, like stars in the night sky matching with her dress and a simple dark-red lipstick with a slight blush on her sides.
Now all that was left was her hair. They took a stand on both sides, made them in braids and hooked them with a crystal hairpin from behind.
Suddenly, behind the girl's back was a very well-known lady – her mother, Selena. She could see in the mirror how happy she was and how kind her smile was on her face. Because of the workouts, she couldn't see her much and was very happy.
"You look beautiful, my dear Sofia. A real princess," in her hands she held a tiara and put it on the girl's head. It was made of crystals and silver and shone in the light, which made Sophie even more beautiful.
"I am sure that my precious princess will glorify her family and people and lead us to a glorious future," her mother said with a smile, and she burst into tears and turned to hug her happy, without being able to speak a word
"I believe in you, sweetheart. You'll be able to handle anything. Now I must go but just know that you must be yourself and shine with all your beauty and love. Shine, my star. Brighten our way" she hugged her daughter more, kissed her on the cheek and walked away while everyone worshipped her greatness.