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Not edited. "Gold! I really can't believe this is you!" Maria gushed as she added the last purple lily to my hair. The three servants that dressed me moved back a little and bowed before me. "You can take a look now, My lady." I stared at the mirror in awe, wondering if the woman staring back at me was me. I was wearing a red gown. It was simple, yet elegant. It's flowery velvety designs flow down to my toes. It has beautiful designs threaded by black embroidery all around. It was sleeveless, but I was given simple lace gloves that reached my elbows. The back is exposed, and a high neck with a little slit across my breast. I was conscious of showing my scarred skin to the world. My grey hair had been parted into two sides, and a little flower crown rests on top of my head. Little pur