Tyle Sands -- page 7591

Accompany the Prince (girls only)

"Of course,Prince Mark." you say instantaniouly. "I thought you would say yes." Mark says. We ride to the Castle Avonlea on horseback. "Before you meet the king and queen, mother and father, I would love it of you if you cleaned yourself up a bit." he said, not the least bit snooty. "All right, kind sir." You say politly. You are escorted to the door by Prince Mark, where some handmaidens take you to a dressing room. "Oh my!" you gasp as you see the room. It has every kind of cloth item that you could imagine! "I'll take this one," you say, picking out the most beautiful and flattering one that you can find. It is a light blue gown that looks as if it were sewn together with dewdrops. It shimmers as you hold it and glints and dances with soft hues of blue and pink and purple. You try it on and it fits as if it were made especially for you. You spin around once, and it glimmers so radiantly that you find yourself nearly entralled by its loveliness. "This is the one." you say choosing the gown. The handmaidens wash you up and curl your hair and arrange it in a wave of falling curls on top of your head. They paint your face (make-up was once called this), and apply powder to your face. The final touch is a squirt of rose scented perfume on your slender neck, along with a diamond necklace that shines as the dress does. You look at your reflection in the mirror.