As a princess of the forest, you rarely attended court ceremonies, but you made an exception for Izolde. You had been friends since childhood, even though your kingdom was wild and full of magic, and hers was elegant and filled with ballroom traditions. Today was a special day, though - Izolde's birthday, and she insisted that you look like a real princess. You stood in front of the mirror in her chamber, trying to tie your corset yourself. It wasn't easy, and Izolde was walking around the room, searching through her huge wardrobe. "This will be perfect!" she announced suddenly, pulling out a dress the color of the night sky, embroidered with silver threads.