Ada sat perfectly still as her maids worked on her face. Her eyes were full of confusion, wondering why she had been ordered to have a makeover, but seeing how her brother was also doing it, she assumed that a foreign diplomate was coming. The maids worked quickly, sculpting Ada's beautiful appearance to near perfection. The intensity behind her eyes brought out to the maximum, and looking at herself, she couldn't help but smile proudly.
A series of dresses were brought out, and Ada frowned, looking at all of them. All looked childish to her, like the things she would have worn when her mother still dressed her. "Get rid of these. I'll choose myself."
"Princess. The Prince ordered us..."
"Whose servant are you?" Ada looked down with hard eyes, forcing the maids to look away from her in embarrassment
"Yours, Princess." Her tone was respectful as she said so, making Ada smile.
