{Music Recommendation: Wicked Game ~ Ursine Vulpine and Annaca}
Oriana sat quietly in the bathtub, her eyes distant as the maids washed her hair and body. She seemed utterly lost, as if she wasn't even in the room with them.
Once they finished, the maids helped her stand up, and without a word of complaint, Oriana allowed them to drape a towel over her. As one of the maids dried Oriana's body, she noticed a line on her stomach and paused.
"T-that…" the maid stuttered, looking up. But when she saw the dullness in Oriana's eyes, she quickly closed her mouth and continued with her task in silence.
Oriana was led to her room and seated in front of the vanity. More maids entered, some trimming her nails, others styling her hair and powdering her face. The room remained eerily quiet, the only sounds being the rustle of the maids' gowns.