Diana kept staring at herself in the half length size mirror in front of her. Her eyes were swollen for the fact that she still yawns so much more sleep. She was still tired and as well drained of almost every energy she had.
Her hair was made to fall back freely at her back, and when Diana stared back again at herself, she saw a totally different person standing right in front of the mirror. She was in a silver long gown that swept the floor, and has a hairpin when half of her hair was being packed in a round donout.
Diana wondered if she had to dress so elegantly just because she was going to meet the Alpha. Once she was fully ready, she took in a deep breath as she was finding it hard to breathe as a result of how skinny the cloth was on her skin.
"Please, follow me." Diana heard a female voice say, and this time, it wasn't the harsh voice of Abigail that had spoken to her earlier while she was being bathed.