"When are we going in, Hazel?" her younger sister asked. She admired herself in the mirror for the seventh time.
Azriel was going to be speechless when he sees her this evening. She spent hours getting ready for him.
"I have no idea. Mother will give us permission to go in" Hazel replied with her hands on her left ear. The maid who was supposed to take care of this was cleaning her shoes.
"I can't wait to see him" Ember placed a hand on her chest. It was beating faster than usual. Her heart recognized this gentleman and it wanted him.
"Who are you talking about?" Hazel looked at her. She was confused. This morning, Ember spoke to many men…unlike her. She was with the blonde. He was with the green-eyed fellow. They were so handsome that she was confused about which one to choose.
"Azriel…the most handsome man in the world" Ember left the mirror and walked to where her sister sat. She took the other earring and put it on.
