Shinoa Hiragi watched as her maids put the finishing touches on her hair. It had been braided and ever so neatly pinned behind her head with a bow. Her bangs had been styled to a point in front of her face as to not get in her eyes. Next step was putting on her very expensive gown. The gown would not outshine her older sister Mahiru's of course, or her mother's for that matter. But it was still stunning in its own way. The corset was the part she most dreaded. She could feel the maids pull ever so tighter on the strings of the body crushing compresser. "Haha, Shinoa you look like your enjoying this quite a lot." Mahiru's maids had just finished tying her into her corset and were moving to put on Mahiru's dress. Shinoa grimaced as the maids pulled even tighter on the strings. She could feel her chest being crushed by the damn thing. "Gh! Aren't you sly as ever dear sister." Shinoa hissed between her teeth. Shinoa's mother had been getting ready across the room and laughed at her youngest daughters discomfort. "My dear Shinoa, beauty is pain. But it's the final result that pays off in the end." Her mother gracefully flicked her fan open and fluttered it underneath her neck. The clanking of her mother's heels over to where she had been getting dressed plus the shuffling of maids was the only noise filling the room. "Oh my dear child. Your still developing. Soon you'll be as curvy as your sister and I." "Mother!" Shinoa felt her face heat up. She didn't need her mother to comment on her figure at the moment. Mahiru's stifled a giggle at her younger sisters embarrassment. Finally the last lace and tug of the strings put Shinoa at ease as she slipped into her purple dress.
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"Simple yet very elegant. Fitting for a girl of your age Shinoa. You who will soon to be courted just as I." Mahiru ran her hand over her sisters silky purple and black dress. Shinoa tugged at her chocker, attempting at finding the best place arranged, as to which it would not irritate her. Yes, what Mahiru had said was true. Sense they were of the royal family and of nobility, and were the only two daughters of the Hiragi family, her sister and her were to be courted. How annoying it was. To find the prefect suitor for them. Mahiru luckily had somewhat of a choice in the matter. Shinoa on the other hand...well she was an entirely different matter all on her own. A man would have to put up with her sass, her complaints, and her indecency to not act like a lady at the worst of times. So far no man had yet impressed her mother. Thank goodness for that. When it came to her father, he would marry her off to any man who has wealth and power as to add to the Hiragi power. Fortunately no man had impressed him and would provide him the power he ever so desired. Though, what her father really wanted was the land beyond the cold icy mountains. Where Mahiru's suitor has come from. And speaking of Mahiru's suitor, his name was Guren Ichinose. A somewhat wealthy man who lived in an area her father wished to have control in. He wouldn't have excepted Guren had he not lived there. But seeing as how Shinoa was his youngest and only female child after Mahiru, she would have to due with what her father wanted. "Shinoa, I heard that there will be quite a lot of gentlemen your age at this ball tonight. I'm sure you father would just be overjoyed if you were to hit it off with a man who could give him more power. Don't you?" Her mother began to powered her face just a tad bit more. Shinoa smoothed out a small wrinkle in her dress she'd notice and flicked off a small fuzz. "Oh I'm sure he would. Unfortunately I don't have plans to get a man tonight. I'll be to busy trying to remember the faces of all the nobles when they see Mahiru and her dearest fiancé." "Oh Shinoa. Hush you!" Her sister threw a hairbrush at her. Shinoa laughed as she moved out of the way. "Oh dearest sister Mahiru! You know it to be true!" "Hush Shinoa!" Her mother laughed and smiled behind her fan as it hid her gleefulness from her eldest daughter.
