I was dressed in a deep red velvet fabric. It was thick and flowing, with a full skirt that pooled gracefully at the ground. The sleeves were wide and cloak-like, lined with dark fur, giving it both warmth and grandeur. The fabric had an embroidery of gold, decorated on the square neckline and the belt at the waist. The fur also ran the edges of the gown and sleeves.
This was the official queen's attire, and it shall be my outfit from now on. Having to wear such a masterwork felt like I was painted in those brilliant portraits.
Osha wore me red jewelry to match, a simple ruby stone for a necklace, and dangling earrings. They glittered in the light streaming in from the window.
Osha packed my hair in a low bun and inserted the golden custom hairpin with a lycan's head. She did me a light makeup, enough to make my face come alive.
When she finished, I was awestruck. I couldn't believe who looked back at me, and I was almost in tears.
