"I wonder why all the styles this season are so unattractive," she mused quietly, seemingly oblivious to a row of gorgeous robes to her right, her eyes only catching the worst of the worst. She picked out a set of robes with a purplish pattern that would have looked monstrous on anyone, and sighed with frustration, the headache pounding at her only seeming to worsen when she pressed a hand to her forehead.
It seemed that the day could not possibly get any worse when she could only see the worst of everything there was to offer.




