{Music Recommendation: Honey Tea : Alex Blue}
As Jacquelyn got dressed in her room, she stood in front of the vanity, staring at her reflection. She didn't think about anything in that moment; her thoughts were blank, but she was worried.
What about? The young princess had no idea. Slipping her fingers into the fabric lines in front of her dress, Jacquelyn played with it whilst trying to force herself to smile. It wasn't that she was not happy to be back in Morville. She was just scared of how things had changed these past few days with the demoness in the picture.
Those Doom must have hurt so bad with her face; would anyone really believe that her body no longer harbored a demoness? Jacquelyn turned her face to the side. She raised her hand to push her hair up, then slowly let it down. She wanted a look that defined her and a smile that warmed up to everyone so they wouldn't have to be scared of her.
