The morning sun cast a warm glow through the windows of Ophelia's chamber, bathing the room in a soft, golden light as she prepared for the day ahead.
Remembering Leonard's words from the night before, a sense of anticipation fluttered in her chest as she selected a gown for their outing.
She chose a gown of the palest blue, the delicate fabric flowing like water around her frame, accentuating her every movement with grace and elegance.
With practiced hands, the servants carefully arranged her hair, weaving delicate ribbons of silver through the strands to add a touch of shimmer to her locks.
She chose simple yet elegant accessories to complement her ensemble, selecting a necklace of pearls and sapphires that glimmered like stars against her skin.
As the servants made the final adjustments to her appearance, Ophelia couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement building within her.
