Melody sat before the mirror with her eyes and the makeup artist and hair stylists working on her. Abigail on a single sofa watching everything, making sure that nothing goes wrong. You could never know who comes in pretending to be a worker but an assassin in disguise.
They were all focused on what they were each doing when they heard the cherry little voice of a girl coming from the door and then Diana's also. Melody opened her eyes but waited for a second for the two women to work g on her look to stop so she wouldn't ruin their work and they would have to start all over again.
Looking in the direction of the door, they were met with a cute little girl with curly dark hair and blue bell eyes dressed in a yellow princess gown.
"There, the queen is yet to get dressed for her ball, we can only wait for her," Diana said.
Melody and everybody else looked puzzled by her choice of words.
