Hazel gazed at her reflection in the mirror, her nerves getting the better of her as she admired the stunning blue gown she had on.

The beautiful dress, made from the finest silk, shimmered under the warm, golden light of the room, its delicate lace adorning the neckline and hem, exuding elegance and charm. She twirled around, looking at her frame and how perfect the dress looked on her.

"It looks too extravagant, don't you think? It's just a ritual; it's not a large banquet or anything. Is there a reason for me to dress so expensively?" she asked for the fifth time, her voice trembling with uncertainty as she...