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Trinity
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It took a long time to get me ready for the ball and banquet dinner that we were having tonight. And Ella and Gina were invited as well so they were also getting themselves ready in the process.
"You're making things more difficult, my Queen." Ella grinned at me in the mirror where I could see her working on my hair.
"I'm sorry Ella, I really didn't mean to sleep so long. And, well, we weren't in the right mind to turn on the alarm."
"Oh, don't worry, I get it. I've been there. Trust me I have had the same situation with Devon.." She blushed as she thought about it for a moment. "But now we have to rush to get you ready." She looked a little frazzled.
"Don't rush, do what you need to. I am the Queen. That's what others keep telling me anyway." I laughed for a second. "Isn't it just the way things are if they have to wait on the Queen? It is my birthday after all." I smiled at her and saw the look of realization wash over her.
"That it is, and that you are. Why didn't I think of that as well?" She was laughing. "We can take all the time that we need and they will just need to wait."
"I could also do the hair and makeup with magic you know."
"Don't you dare." She looked so hurt when I said that. "This is my job, and I like doing this. Plus, no offense Queen Trinity, but your magical makeup doesn't look as cute."
"Obviously. I am not as good at doing it as you all are. The way the makeup looks after the magic is done is equal to my skill level. Even if I have an image to go off of, it will only be as good as I am with my makeup."
The two of us laughed about it for a moment while Ella's fingers separated another part of my hair to be curled.
"I guess it says a lot about your skill for your hair too." She added as she twisted the hair around the curling iron. "You're not bad, and you've come a long way, but when it comes to special occasions it's always best to let someone else do this for you. We know how to coordinate hair, makeup, and dresses together."
We talked a little more while she finished my hair. After that she switched places with her mom, who worked on my makeup. Gina's hair and makeup were already done so she was able to focus on me entirely.
Ella had loosely pulled my hair back into a small and ornate diamond-encrusted hair clip. After the hair had been pulled back, she added loose curls to my hair so that it would sway beautifully when I walked. Now Gina was adding a layer of makeup that was beautifully and artfully done. The makeup was done so well and went with the dress that was hanging up perfectly. I would have thought for sure that Gina was a professional makeup artist when I saw what she had done.
"Oh no." Ella had seemed upset right as we were about to get me dressed.
"What? Did we miss something?" Gina looked at me trying to figure it out.
"Yeah, we didn't have time to get her nails done." Ella was looking sad since now my outfit wasn't going to be perfect.
"What would look best?" I asked her with a curious thought in my head. "Blue for the dress or natural looking?"
"Blue would have been best. The same royal blue as the top of the dress."
"Hmm." I thought about Ella's words for a moment. The one thing that I had been good at doing was painting my nails. A solid color was so simple to do that I had no problem with that. And being a little bit good at art, I could do some designs as well.
"Let me see." I spoke out loud while I thought about it. As I looked at my nails, I saw them begin to change. They got a little longer and were shaped just the way that I would have liked them. And then, after the shape was just right, the color started to change. The natural, unpainted nails started to look as if they had been airbrushed. There was a dark royal blue with an overlay of little light blue vines with tiny leaves on them. The vines matched the ones on the ball gown that I was about to put on.
"Those look perfect." Ella gasped. "Yay, you could help with it." She cheered for me. That almost sounded insulting, but I know that she didn't mean it that way.
They put me into the dress then, tying it in the back and lacing it up tight so that I had perfect posture and was just barely able to breath. The top of the dress was right there at the top of my breasts as well, showing just a little bit of the cleavage. That was fine though, I wasn't relying on the bodice or the off the shoulder sleeves to hold the dress up; that was why it had been tied so tightly after all.
The dress was royal blue at the top and faded just a little as it went down. At the bottom of the dress, there were hand embroidered trees that looked like they were covered in snow. They were entirely white. And there was lighter blue, white, and gold leaves on the vines that went from the bodice down to the full skirt.
It looked amazing, it really did. Ella and Gina had out done themselves with it.
Now that I was in the dress, I needed to finish the look with a pair of black strappy heels that weren't even going to be seen since the dress would just barely be off the floor when I walked.
Reece was let in after that, he liked to be in charge of putting on my accessories; mostly because it allowed him to touch me. He had brought several pieces in with him that he was intending to have me wear, including my crown.
I was given a pair of diamond and sapphire twisted hoop earrings for the bottom hole in my ears, they were done in an ombre pattern so that the color went from light to dark like the wisteria flowers we had at our wedding. There was another pair of hoops for the second hole in my lobes, they were sapphire and vanilla gold as well, only they were in a traditional hoop shape with the gems alternating around them. There was a necklace that matched the earrings dangling from my neck with the pendant just above my breasts. All the pieces went well together and with my crown.
"Reece, where did these come from?" I asked him with awe.
"They're for your birthday. Aren't they beautiful?" He grinned at me.
"Yes, they are." He kissed my cheek and then took my hand.
"Though they're nowhere near as beautiful as you are." He made me blush when he said stuff like that.
"Oh stop it, Reece." He grinned at that like it was the natural response to my embarrassment.
"Come with me, my Queen. It is time to greet our guests." He led me from the room then, and I felt my heart racing for the first time today. This was the first ball that I was hosting for my people. Ugh, why was it so nerve wracking?
