Vinnandra stared at the red dress she intended to wear for the Hunt Ball as it laid on her bed.
It was the exact same shade as her hair. And she liked it just like that.
Ever since she received that horrifying letter, she had a lot of time to think about the kind of woman she wanted to be tonight, and finally, she was about to realise it.
Her dream…well, more like her wish.
In five days, she would be out in the wild for the dragon-egg hunt. But before that, she would screw some loose things in her life back tight.
Tonight, she would address something she hadn't had the opportunity to.
She stared at the vanity mirror taking in her figure and her hair, already in a tight bun.
Time flew so fast, and along with it, she hadn't realised how much she had changed in the span of a few months.
Her breasts were firmer and rounder, and beneath the corset she wore for a slip, it stood just right. Alluring, and yet not too in the face.
