Chapter Ten

Lotus stands in front of the mirror, admiring herself. After getting dolled up by the people Lucas hired, she was virtually unrecognizable. Every facet of her flawlessly prepared beauty comes together as she adorns herself with elegance and grace.

Her beautiful skin, peaches and cream touched by candlelight, appears to be imbued with an ethereal brightness. Blush brushes trace across her cheeks, enhancing her natural pink radiance. Her eyes sparkle like sapphires and are accented with smokey colors of deep, intriguing amethysts. Long, black lashes, fluttering with excitement, border those portals to her soul.

Curls of crimson hair tumble down her back, intricately arranged and ornamented with exquisite, pearl-studded hairpins. Each curl has its own life, captured in the lovely breeze that blows through the room. A crown of flowering roses sits lightly atop her head, their petals whispering beautiful secrets as they bestow nature's magic on her beauty.

Her gown, a work of