little birdie ((open))

Cheryl twirled around the hall excitedly as guests from all over Britain and other countries in the world began pouring into the cruise ship. Although it didn't appear to be the case, it had taken Cheryl weeks to pick out the perfect dress for the occasion. As the attention wasn't solely on her, there had to be some modesty, but she also wasn't going to allow herself to appear frumpy or homely either. No, everyone had to distinguish her as one of the heiresses! The prettiest heiress of them all! Wasn't a girl like Cheryl allowed to be shallow?

As she noticed the Minister and his family approach, Cheryl sprayed a quick spritz of a flowery fragrance to help enhance her beauty. She was, unsurprisingly, ignored beyond the standard greetings. Oh well, maybe they'll take more of a look later! Cheryl fanned herself as the next person approached. "Hi! I'm Cheryl Vexmoor, Merlin's Pride heiress! And you are..?"