The morning sun rose slowly over the capital city, casting a bright, golden light across the high stone walls of the Benson mansion.
Inside the washroom, Camilla was getting ready for the day. She dried her skin with a soft white towel, feeling surprisingly rested.
She walked into her bedroom and opened the wardrobe. She wanted to wear something nice today. She picked out a beautiful, soft peach-colored day dress. The fabric was light and comfortable. It had delicate white lace around the sleeves and a simple, elegant neckline.
She sat in front of her mirror and brushed her red curly hair until it shone. She pinned a few strands back with a simple silver clip, leaving the rest to fall in soft waves over her shoulders. She looked at her reflection and smiled.
She looked all dressed up and very cute, she thought to herself.
As she stood up to leave the room, a warm, happy memory floated into her mind. It was a memory from the deep, peaceful sleep she just had.
