Oriana's attendants dressed her in a beautiful silk nightdress, its luminous sheen akin to pearls that complemented her slender frame exquisitely. The long sleeves enveloped her delicate arms, adorned with intricate frills at the wrists, gracefully covering her small palms. The round neckline accentuated her elegant swan-like neck, revealing her delicate collarbones and emanating a feminine charm that radiated from her entire being, not to forget her mesmerising beautiful face.
As she faced her reflection in the mirror, Ana delicately combed through Oriana's long hair, removing any jewellery intricately woven into the strands, leaving her long hair locks gracefully free at the back. She looked beautiful that even her servants could not take her eyes off of her whether she was wearing bride's dress or in this delicate night dress.
However, Oriana's gaze seemed distant, as if absorbed in her own thoughts rather than examining her own image.
