Afternoon.
The makeup artist was hard at work in Leila's room, her brushes gliding over Leila's skin as she sat before the vanity.
Beside her was Aditi, who was also being tended meticulously to by a second stylist.
Leila remained still, allowing the artist to work her magic on her appearance. The stylist carefully applied a light foundation, then moved to accentuate her eyes with soft pink hues that complemented her delicate complexion. A subtle gloss was applied to her pale lips, leaving them looking soft and natural.
"Your skin is flawless, Miss," the makeup artist murmured, a bit of envy in her voice as she switched her attention to Leila's hair.
"I said the same thing just a few days ago," Aditi quipped from her chair, causing Leila to chuckle softly.
