In Zamira's opulent chamber, the atmosphere is charged with anticipation. Jill delicately applies makeup to Zamira's blushing face, while Zagrath, her eyes glistening with tears of joy, adds the finishing touches to the intricate details of Zamira's red bridal gown. The small tiara atop Zamira's head radiates a regal aura, enhancing her beauty.
"I'm very shy to go out there..." Zamira confesses, her face turning a deeper shade of red. Laughter erupts from Jill and Zagrath, echoing through the room.
"That's normal, I guess. But don't worry, everything will be alright," Jill assures Zamira. Zagrath chimes in, "Master, her highness is right. I am sure Prince Jake will make you feel good."
"Doing that... In front of people, it's just too embarrassing. I never thought a day like this would come," Zamira mutters, her embarrassment palpable.
