A whole group of maids clustered around her, giving her a very delicate light makeup, then helping her try on the gown.
After fussing for most of the day, by the time she stepped out of the room, the banquet time had already arrived.
"What exactly is the occasion tonight?" Summer Ford walked along with two maids, asking casually as they went.
"Miss Ford will know when she arrives!" The two only smiled and didn't give anything away.
Summer wasn't the type who had to get to the bottom of everything; since they said no more, she didn't press it.
The three continued forward, and by the time they reached the main hall, the banquet was already underway.
The court of Yorland was extremely luxurious, its architectural style carrying an early Eldorian vintage feel—Vesperian columns, fountains, and white sculptures everywhere you looked.
In the banquet hall, a ten‑meter red carpet stretched out from the entrance of the hall, running straight to the gate leading into the courtyard.
