Lucy smiled, giving her hand a gentle squeeze. "I feel the same."
They stood there for a moment, admiring each other, their matching smiles of love and affection reflecting the shimmering jewels they wore. The maids, who had been watching from the sidelines, whispered excitedly amongst themselves, proud of their work and beaming with happiness at the sight of their beautifully dressed mistresses.
With hands intertwined and hearts fluttering, Lucy and Mia made their way down the hall, ready for the romantic dinner that awaited them, their dresses flowing elegantly behind them, their every step radiating beauty and grace.