The ball pt 1

“And the final touch,” Grace mumbled, rolling Janice's hair in a chignon bun and clasping it with pins.

“My lady, you can see your face now.”

Janice stared at the mirror she had turned to the other side because she didn't want to be tempted to stare at herself and point out corrections to the maid helping with her makeup.

She marvelled as she glimpsed at the woman staring back at her through the mirror. It barely looked like her.

She didn't know what Grace did to her face to make her cheekbones more prominent and her eyes popped out more.

However, she knew the maid had done a great job. Although it wasn't as extraordinary as the one on her face during her wedding, she liked how modest it looked.

“Thank you, Grace.” Janice beamed.

“I tried my best, your majesty.” Grace blush, gazing at the ground. She continued, twisting her fingers, “And I didn't know you'd like it.”

“You did more than your best.” Janice stood from the chair she sat on and walked to the middle of the room.

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