Alice smiled softly to herself when she felt the warm touch of his fingers moving hair away from her face. She turned to look up at him and say something, when his hand drifted down to caress her cheek. Her breath caught in her throat as she saw the deep look in his eyes. It was only there for a brief moment, and then it was gone as he was pulling himself away again. "Ed..." She whispered, but it fell on deaf ears as he was already busying himself with her bed and ushering her off to get ready. She sighed and smiled softly before going over to her lavish dressing room.
The women all came forward to greet her with nice words and smiles. She recognized few of the women; thus the life of a Princess. Servants would come and go like the seasons, only leaving her dazed in their wake. Even yet she still dedicated time to learning each of their names... Even if it ended up hurting more when she never saw them again. Alice smiled and nodded to them quietly, allowing them to take her to the bath where they stripped her and scrubbed her down gently. A part of this infuriated her. Was she not capable of doing this herself? Of course she couldn't be mad at the maids, it was their job and they were following orders. She couldn't blame her father, he was just trying to keep her looking her best. So Alice just went with the treatment.
After being washed and perfumed she was dressed in a beautiful blue gown. Alice resisted hissing in pain as the corset was weaved around her middle, and instead closed her eyes and bared the pain. She was then sat in front of the mirror, the women all saying pretty lies of how beautiful she was, how she must be the prettiest woman alive, that she would make a man very happy one day. She just bit her tongue and smiled. She didn't want to treat these women badly.
When they finished with light makeup and pinning her silver hair back into the usual braided half-up-do, she came back out to her bedroom. She let out a soft breath, feeling a bit winded. She never could get used to the feeling of the corset crushing her ribcage and lungs, yet that was a price she had to pay. Alice's face was lit with a smile though when she saw her butler idly fixing various objects in her room. She resisted the urge to go hug him; so tall and handsome and mysterious... "Win, you know I'll just move all those things again, why must you try?" She joked softly and waited for him by the door. She didn't want to go to breakfast but her father wasn't the most patient of men.