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Princess Sophie stepped into the salon, her anticipation shimmering like the chandeliers overhead. The stylists welcomed her with knowing smiles, already envisioning the glow hidden beneath her travel-weary skin. Silk-gloved hands guided her to a plush seat, where citrus-infused steam began softening her face—a prelude to the alchemy ahead. A brush dipped in crushed pearl swept across her brows, arching them into perfect crescents. Warm wax smoothed her legs, followed by a balm that left them gleaming like moonlight on lakewater. Her hands, once calloused from reins and quills, now shone with lacquered grace, each nail a tiny ruby. The real sorcery came when they massaged jasmine oil into her back, kneading tension away until her posture rivaled a queen’s. Finally, they crowned it all: lips stained pomegranate-red, lashes thickened to frame her eyes like onyx wings. Sophie blinked at her reflection—no longer a windswept royal, but a vision ready to command ballrooms. The party wouldn’t know what spell had transformed her… and she’d never tell.
