Princess Eliza (you) stared at her reflection in the large, ornate mirror, trying to control the chaos of her thoughts. Outside your chamber door, the echo of footsteps of servants could be heard, preparing the castle for tonight's ball. An evening that would change your life forever. Maid Klara gently adjusted the delicate layers of tulle of her dress and reached for the silk ribbons of her corset. "Please stand up straight, Your Highness," she said quietly, respectfully, but with a note of warmth in her voice that only you could recognize.