Hazel's POV

My gown flowed right on the floor, my anklet on my feet, earrings dangling down and a gold necklace resting cutely on my neck.

"You look good my queen" the maids all complimented surrounding me. Some, packed back the remaining dresses which I didn't pick, while the others worked on me, making sure to do a perfect finish touch.

I stepped out in happiness, glad the masseuses were so happy. You know, few moments ago, after they had finished praying, I made sure the guards escorted them off with their various gifts packed on the horses.

Those weren't just ordinary gifts, I specially sent some notes to the...