Varya sat on a tall chair in front of a full-length mirror, admiring the makeup that was just done for her by one of the palace maids. Her skin was glowy and she had a faintly smoky eye. Her lips were a beautiful pink nude shade that complimented her skin well. The silver hair she usually wore naturally straight was pinned up as the curls set.
All she wanted was to look perfect that evening. Her reputation was on the line that night.
Covering her body was a white silk robe that barely went down her thighs and all she wore so far was a pair of white silk underwear that were high cut up to her hips but small enough they wouldn't be seen underneath the dress.
She felt somewhat lonely since Solana had decided she would get ready for the party in the freighter with Theron. It made her happy they were close enough to get ready for such an event together but she was looking forward to catching up with the other woman.
