Lilith, for the first time, found herself being dolled up by an exclusive designer of Sebastian's, a woman in her mid-forties with a sharp eye for elegance and a passion for her craft. The designer's excitement was practically tangible as she examined Lilith's figure, clapping her hands together with delight.
"Oh, my dear, you're like a blank canvas—perfection waiting to be elevated!" The designer exclaimed, her eyes shining with excitement. She quickly grabbed her best creations from the racks, her arms overflowing with colorful fabrics and intricate designs.
"Time is short," she said sharply, her tone firm yet eager. "We need to move fast. No room for hesitation!" She handed a stunning gown to Lilith with enthusiasm. "Here, darling, put this on. It's absolutely perfect for you."
Lilith arched a brow at the whirlwind of activity but complied without a word, taking the gown and disappearing into the fitting room.
