Bound by duty and obligation

The highly anticipated day had finally arrived - Kaylar's birthday celebration.

She sat in her luxurious walk-in closet, surrounded by makeup artists who were skillfully enhancing her natural beauty. The room was abuzz with excitement as they meticulously applied makeup, ensuring every feature was flawlessly highlighted.

Kaylar's gown hung elegantly from a nearby rack, a vision of ethereal beauty. The flowy fabric boasted intricate gold embroidery and a floral concept that accentuated her regal presence. As she slipped into the gown, it seemed as if she transformed into a princess, her every curve pronounced, her thin waist and long legs further highlighted.

Completing her stunning look, Kaylar's hair was elegantly styled, pulled up in a sophisticated manner that complemented her features. Admiring her reflection, she marvelled at how the simple yet elegant ensemble perfectly captured her essence.

As Kaylar stood in the closet, lost in her thoughts, Wayne entered with an affectionate