Climbing out of her bed, Ines groggily rubbed her eyes and approached the door. Despite having rested for a couple hours, she looked far worse than she did before.
Ines came to a halt before the door and peered through the peephole.
"Did something happen?" She inquired, her eyes locked onto the plain solid-white mask the maidservant wore. It was a smooth mask without any holes where her nose or eyes should've been. "Why are you wearing a mask?"
Isla raised her head and stared through the peephole, "Young miss, the young master's birthday celebration is tonight; the theme is a masquerade ball. Please open the door."
Hearing this, Ines hesitantly placed her hand on the doorknob and unlocked the door. On the other side, the maidservant slightly bowed upon seeing Ines.
In her arms, she held a box.
"That is…?" Ines questioned.
"For you, young miss. The Archduchess specifically prepared these garments and accessories for you," Isla answered, revealing the box.
