Moon Dance~49

3 hours later, Sofia and I were ready.

We stood side by side before the mirror, more than pleased with our appearances. Our dresses shimmered under the radiance of the light. The skirts flared over our hips and pooled at our feet. As the folds fluttered with our every step, they added a natural grace to our overall look.

Though similar in design, Sofia’s was more on the sexy, form fitting side, while mine enhanced my curves, but was more of the elegant and graceful style.

We had our hair down. Her straight blonde locks were curled at the end for extra volume, while my glossy ember mane was braided with pearls at the front, Idris Raed’s gift, and streamed down my back in curly waves.

With the matching jewelry, light eye-shadow, and just right amount of lip-gloss, we looked like Greek goddesses out to rule the mortal realm.

"Fuck, am I Artemis reborn?" Sofia posed, making me giggle at her narcissistic comment.

At times, she sounded so much like Zaria.

The thought made my smile fa