Fashion

49. Yule Ball

“What’s this?” Rowena looked at the package Helga had just placed in front of her suspiciously.

“What does it look like? A dress for tomorrow night,” Helga replied with a small smile.

“But… I don’t need a dress…” Rowena began, frowning.

“Oh, what were you intending to wear, your regular robes?”

Silence followed as Rowena glanced at her robes, wondering what was wrong with them.

“You were, weren’t you?” Helga said with exasperation. “Well, a good thing I got you this then, it’s elegant and perfect for the occasion. You’ll look wonderful in it, it’s pure satin and…”

“Pink satin?!”