Daisy's POV

　　I was sitting in my room, surrounded by several maids who were busy dressing me up in a stunning outfit.

　　They carefully helped me into a beautiful gown, made of silk and lace, and adorned with delicate embroidery.

　　They styled my hair, curling it into soft, flowing waves, and added a touch of makeup to enhance my features.

　　I stood up and walked over to the mirror to admire their handiwork.

　　As I gazed at my ...