Betty's POV. 

After my bath, I stepped out and froze a little. I saw five maids waiting for me. 

They all smiled politely, holding out pieces of clothing that shimmered like something out of a royal story.

One of them said kindly, “This will suit you perfectly, Destined Luna. ”

The dress looked too fine for me. A soft, shining fabric that caught every bit of light. 

They helped me put it on, brushing my hair and fixing tiny details I wouldn’t have noticed. 

Then came a little ...