Chapter 50: Products they can’t refuse
After a brief night of training, Loraviel bathed, changed into fresh clothes, and arrived at Liana’s door.
"Princess Liana, it's me, Loraviel." She knocked lightly on the door, and after receiving permission, stepped inside.
"You're just in time." Several new bottles and jars had appeared on Liana’s dressing table.
"Come here." Liana stood up and motioned for Loraviel to take her seat.
"Alright." Loraviel sat in front of the vanity mirror.
"Close your eyes. Don't open them."
"Mm."
Loraviel felt Liana’s hands moving across her face, dabbing, smearing, and painting.
"Done."
Loraviel opened her eyes. "..."
Her face was a complete mess—patches of blue, purple, and who-knows-what else.
"Princess Liana, what is this...?"