The girl in the mirror looked nervous now. Veshara tried to give her a reassuring smile and ended up laughing instead. If Black could see her fussing over herself like this, she'd never hear the end of it.
She wanted to be on that ship already, close enough to pester Black with all the questions occurring to her. What would he expect from her? How much would the others let her join in? Would she enjoy it as much as she hoped?
Some of those questions frightened her. She'd given up her freedom for this, and even now, with the collar against her fingers, the thought of going with them made her so excited she could scarcely stand still.
She turned toward Granny, the twintails swinging with her.
"Well?" Granny asked.
"It'll do."
She stayed before the mirror a little longer, and Granny let her.
