Ava sighed nervously as she turned around and faced the mirror.
“You’re so beautiful.” One of the witches said after they'd finally dolled her up.
All of them were led to the infirmary after they all finished munching on that glorious feast and the pixies carefully assessed and helped them with their wounds, giving them necessary medication depending on their condition. Then they were separately given rooms where they could finally bathe and properly clean themselves. She was so surprised to see a few witches waiting inside her room as soon as she had just finished her bath. And without any explanations, Ava was cast into the chair where the witches started styling her up to their hearts' content. Now, here she is, looking at herself in the mirror. And just like how she was carefully dre
