"You look lovely, Hyuuga-san,"
I glance at my reflection in the polished mirror. Long, black hair adorned with lilacs. Porcelain skin that can be mistaken for a doll's. My appearance marks me as the heir of a privileged family. However, my shaking, fearful eyes mark me as a coward.
"T-Thank you," I stammer, refusing to make eye contact with my new maid. She will soon come to realize that I am not worth her time.
"What a shy girl," she chuckles, putting on the finishing touch. It's a silver hair clip with small, diamond flowers dotting its surface. A small smile pulls at my lips.
It's so beautiful.
However, I must remind myself to keep an impassive mask. I force my expression to a neutral state and hold back a sigh. I cannot afford to show emotions so easily. Not tonight, at least. For tonight I shall attend a banquet of sorts. One that will decide my future.
One that will decide whom I will marry.