Chapter 23 He's Wrong

While Arthur was typing, he didn't notice Cordelia quietly emerging from the bathroom. Her tattered clothes had been replaced with a plain, long shirt—probably one of the servants' uniforms—covering her from head to toe, except for her face.

But Cordelia in the mirror—she was nothing like the dirty, sunken figure he'd seen earlier. Her skin was smooth and flawless, her features delicate and refine