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It was morning already, The most awaited day of the festival had arrived. The maids were overly excited today because they had the duty to dress up the Princess. Myrtle's dressing was mostly handled by Susan but as it was a special event she had to be dressed by the professionals. 

There were a total of twelve ladies that were supposed to dress up Myrtle. Though it seemed excessive it was nothing in comparison with thirty-six ladies responsible for the queen. 

Myrtle sat back in the chair as the ladies brought in the dresses and the jewelry for her to choose from, but she sat there with no expression making Susan choose everything for her. Myrtle was physically present there but her brain was in another dimension. 

After everything was chosen it was time for her to get ready. The room was a hot mess in just an hour. The beauticians were on fire to make Myrtle into the best-looking lady at the ball.