It was already well past midnight by the time the mansion finally quieted down.
The music had faded, the lanterns dimmed one by one, and the laughter that had filled the garden only a few hours ago now lingered as a warm memory.
The fashion show was officially over.
The sisters and maids who had spent the evening screaming their lungs out were now fast asleep, sprawled across guest rooms and couches, still half-dressed in glittering gowns.
Some of them were even clutching snacks or ribbons they'd taken as 'souvenirs,' smiling in their sleep like children after a festival.
Aqua, on the other hand, was not sleeping in her room tonight.
She had decided that, for tonight, she wanted to sleep with Isabelle and the other wives.
"It's time for a girls' night." She'd declared proudly before dragging her pillows along the corridor.
