Mila stood before the full-length mirror in her chamber, her reflection illuminated by the soft glow of candlelight.
Her gown, a masterpiece of delicate lace and shimmering silk, draped elegantly over her figure, accentuating her slender curves and giving her an air of ethereal grace.
Her servants bustled around her, putting the final touches on her ensemble.
One adjusted the delicate lace at her neckline, ensuring it lay just so, while another carefully fastened the intricate clasps of her jeweled necklace, its diamonds catching the light and sparkling like stars against her skin.
Mila's gaze drifted over her reflection, taking in every detail with a critical eye.
Her hair, swept up in an intricate knot at the nape of her neck, was adorned with delicate pearls and tiny flowers, adding a touch of whimsy to her ensemble.
Her makeup, expertly applied to enhance her natural features, gave her an air of effortless sophistication.
