บท 18: intense training

Esteria stood before the tall mirror as the maids fastened the last of the intricate clasps on her gown. The deep blue fabric hugged her form, shimmering subtly under the room's soft lighting. Her fingers grazed the cool silk, marveling at its delicate craftsmanship. Each piece of her attire seemed designed with the utmost care, as though it was made specifically for her. The maids moved efficiently, their hands working in sync as they ensured every fold and tuck was perfect.