"Sister, look at me! Am I pretty?"
Standing in front of the mirror, Fiona admired her reflection with satisfaction before turning to Iris beside her.
Hearing her, Iris looked up and was momentarily stunned. "Wow! You look so lovely and pretty!"
In Iris' eyes, Fiona wore a graceful milky-white gown, with lace adorning the collar and hem, enhancing her childlike charm.
Her shoulder-length white hair was tied into a ponytail, with a golden flower-petal barrette adorning her bangs.
Her makeup lent her a slightly more mature look while still preserving her innocent charm, making her appear both elegant and adorable.
"Hehehe... It's all thanks to Sister Stella!" Fiona declared proudly, puffing out her small chest.
Iris' eyes sparkled upon hearing that. She turned to Stella, who was standing nearby, and exclaimed in admiration, "Wow! Sister Stella, I didn't know you were this talented! Can you dress me up too? I want to be even prettier than Fiona!"
