Aleana Frey stood before her mirror. She wore a plain cream colored dress that hugged her body tightly, it had long wide sleeves that nearly touched the floor. The fit of her dress, did nothing to her figure, she still looked more like a stick than anything else.
"Lady Aleana."
The tall girl turned her head to the door, there stood her pretty handmaid.
"They are waiting for you, milady"
This will have to do she thougth sadly. She stalked out the door and to her fathers feast.