The person staring back at her did look a lot like the one she knew before. The Crown Princess she knew, just with a splash of difference.
It must have been the clothes or the way she had lost her healthy fat tremendously but she knew she looked different.
The clothes she was putting on were very different from the ones she was used to in the Castle.
Her dresses were colorful, elegant, and sewn by the finest hands with the softest materials to make her feel comfortable but this attire on the other hand was too rough for her skin.
It seemed to be made of the dried skin of a wild animal because it looked nothing short of that.
It was a two-piece brown clothing with a top that started above her bust and ended just over her belly button, sleeveless and tight to cup her bosom.
