Another day for Elizabeth, a routine so grand, but today held a twist, a chance to command. Her elder sibling, with time to bestow, was forced to comply, with what Elizabeth wished to do or go.

A cunning persuasion, a smile so bright, "Come dearest sibling! Let us spend the day right!" And so they did, a whirlwind of fun, with Elizabeth as the leader,

The game hand began

Now, seated before her, a captive you sat as Elizabeth wields her brushes, magic in hand. "Don't worry!" She chirps, "You'll be looking divine!" Her hand moving to place the blushed powder on your cheeks,

Her smile widens, a gleam in her eyes as she paints your features, a vision that flies.