A soft glow illuminated the room as Seraphina Elysia Vale sat before her vanity, meticulously applying the final touches of her makeup. The brush glided across her skin, painting her reflection with hues of confidence and poise. Yet, beneath the surface, a flicker of unease danced in her eyes—a feeling she couldn’t quite place.

She leaned closer to the mirror, her breath fogging the glass as she scrutinized her work. The world outside her window was quiet, the city’s hum distant and faint. Everything seemed perfectly normal, perfectly routine.

But tonight felt different.

As she reached for the lipstick, a sudden chill swept through the room, making her shiver. The light in her bedroom dimmed, and the mirror before her began to ripple like the surface of a disturbed pond. She froze, her hand suspended in mid-air, watching in stunned silence as the reflection in the glass twisted and warped.

Before she could comprehend what was happening, the world around her dissolved into darkness. She felt a strange pull, as if something was drawing her into the mirror itself. Panic surged through her, but it was too late to resist. The room, her reflection, her very being—everything was swallowed by the void.

When she opened her eyes, she was no longer in her bedroom. The familiar surroundings had vanished, replaced by towering trees and a sky that shimmered with colors she had never seen before. The air was thick with the scent of wildflowers and the sound of distant, unfamiliar creatures. She stood in the middle of an ancient forest, her heart racing as she took in the breathtaking, yet eerie, beauty of this new world.

She was lost—utterly and completely. But as the initial shock began to fade, a sense of wonder and curiosity took its place. Wherever she was, it was far from the life she knew. And there was no turning back.

She stood frozen, her breath caught in her throat, her mind racing to make sense of the impossible. The vibrant, alien forest surrounded her, its towering trees and thick underbrush casting shadows that seemed to pulse with hidden life.

Her heart pounded, the echoes of distant animal cries chilling her to the bone.Before she could move or even think, something heavy thudded to the ground in front of her. Startled, she looked down to see her makeup pouch—her lifeline as a beauty influencer—sprawled open on the forest floor. It was no ordinary pouch; it was a treasure trove of tools and products, meticulously organized with everything she needed for her daily craft. Foundations, palettes, mascaras, eyeliners, brushes of every kind—her entire professional kit, the arsenal that had once made her a star in the modern world, now lay scattered among the wildflowers and moss.

The sight of it was both grounding and surreal, a small fragment of her old life in this bewildering new reality. She dropped to her knees, desperately gathering the scattered items, as if holding onto them could somehow anchor her to something familiar, something safe. But the forest was anything but safe. The sounds of distant creatures grew louder, more menacing, and the rustling of leaves and snapping of twigs set her nerves on edge.

Her hands trembled as she clutched the pouch to her chest, eyes darting around the unfamiliar terrain. She could barely breathe, her fear tightening like a vice. What is this place? How did I get here? The questions looped through her mind, but there were no answers, only the oppressive silence and the looming shadows.

And then she heard it—a rustling in the bushes to her right, the sound of something moving through the undergrowth. Her heart leapt into her throat, terror seizing her body. This is it, she thought, her mind spiraling into panic. I’m going to die here. I’m going to die in this strange, terrifying place.She squeezed her eyes shut, bracing for the worst, expecting a wild animal to lunge at her from the shadows. But instead of the savage growl she feared, there was a voice—a deep, steady voice, calling out.

"Who goes there?"

Her eyes flew open, and she gasped. Stepping out from the tall bushes was a man, clad in a knightly costume, his armor gleaming in the soft light filtering through the trees. He was tall and broad-shouldered, with a commanding presence that immediately caught her off guard. His hand rested on the hilt of a sword at his side, but his expression was one of surprise rather than aggression.

Behind him, two more men emerged, dressed similarly but carrying bows and quivers of arrows. They appeared to be hunters, their attire rugged and practical, their faces smudged with dirt and sweat. They seemed to have been tracking something—perhaps the distant animal sounds that had so frightened her. One of them called out to the knight, “Did you see the rabbit?” But his words trailed off as he too caught sight of her.

The men stopped in their tracks, staring at her as if she were a ghost, their eyes wide with astonishment. They exchanged confused glances, clearly puzzled by her presence. After all, this was no ordinary forest—this was a place of magic and danger, a place where only the strongest, most skilled knights dared to tread.

For a moment, the world stood still. She and the men locked eyes, a silent understanding passing between them:

this was not where she belonged.

And yet, here she was.The knight, recovering from his shock, took a step forward, his voice softening as he spoke. “Miss, are you… lost?”The question was so simple, yet it unraveled her. Lost didn’t begin to describe how she felt. She was adrift in a world she didn’t understand, with no idea how she had arrived or how she would survive. All she could do was nod, her voice caught in her throat.

The knight’s gaze softened with sympathy, and he extended his hand. “Come with us. We’ll keep you safe.” And for the first time since she had been thrust into this strange new world, she felt a flicker of hope. Perhaps she wasn’t entirely alone after all.

As they made their way through the dense forest, the trees began to thin, revealing a large clearing where the knights had set up camp. The sun was dipping low on the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow over the scene. The camp was bustling with activity—knights, both men and women, were scattered around, some tending to a fire, others sharpening their weapons, and a few preparing the evening meal. The aroma of roasting meat filled the air, mingling with the scent of pine and earth.

As the hunting party approached, a few of the knights looked up from their tasks. One of the female knights, her auburn hair tied back in a loose braid, called out with a grin, “Did you catch dinner, then? We’re starving!”

One of the hunters, a tall man with a grizzled beard, chuckled as he dropped a small bundle of game by the fire. “Aye, we caught a few deer and some rabbits,” he replied, “but we also found something… unexpected.”

The knights exchanged curious glances. “Unexpected?” one of the women asked, arching an eyebrow. “What could possibly be unexpected in these woods?”

The lead knight, who had discovered the woman in the forest, stepped forward, gently guiding the young woman into the light of the campfire. The flickering flames illuminated her face, highlighting her flawless makeup and the soft waves of her hair, still perfectly styled from her earlier preparations. She stood out like a jewel among the rough-hewn warriors, her modern, elegant dress strikingly out of place in this medieval world.

As the knights’ eyes fell upon her, a collective murmur of astonishment rippled through the camp. They took in her appearance—her clean, form-fitting dress, her bare legs, her smooth, glowing skin. To them, she looked as if she had stepped out of a dream, or perhaps a vision from a distant, unknown land.

One of the knights, a woman with sharp eyes and an inquisitive nature, leaned in, her gaze raking over the newcomer. “Is she… is she wearing her undergarments?” she whispered to another knight, her tone a mix of confusion and disbelief.

The young woman, aware of the stares and the hushed whispers, lifted her chin, her expression calm and composed. Despite the bizarre situation, she knew how to carry herself with confidence. After all, in her world, she was a public figure, accustomed to attention—though this was a far cry from the adoring followers she was used to.

The knight who had found her, sensing the unease, stepped forward to address the group. “We found her alone in the forest,” he explained, his voice steady. “She seems to be lost and… well, as you can see, she’s dressed in a manner unfamiliar to us.”

The female knights exchanged puzzled glances, clearly trying to make sense of this strange woman in their midst. Her beauty was undeniable, almost otherworldly, and yet her attire baffled them. It was unlike anything they had ever seen—far too short and delicate, with intricate details that spoke of a craftsmanship they didn’t recognize.

One of the older knights, a woman with a kind face and silver streaks in her hair, stepped forward, her voice gentle. “Are you hungry, child? You must be after wandering the forest. How did you come to be here?”

The young woman hesitated for a moment, then found her voice. She wasn’t one to be easily intimidated, even in such an extraordinary situation. She nodded graciously and spoke with the same poise she used in her professional life. “I’m not sure how I got here,” she began, her voice calm despite the fluttering anxiety in her chest. “One moment I was in my room, and the next… I was in that forest. I can’t explain it, but I’m very grateful that you found me. I don’t know what would have happened if you hadn’t.”

Her words were carefully chosen, each one delivered with a grace that belied the turmoil inside her. The knights listened intently, noting her refined speech and the way she carried herself with such dignity, even in the midst of chaos.

One of the younger knights, a man with keen eyes and a curious nature, suddenly blurted out, “You speak like a noblewoman. Are you of noble birth?”

The young woman paused, considering the question. She knew she needed to tread carefully—she had no idea how these people would react to the truth, or if they would even believe her. Finally, she offered a small, enigmatic smile. “In a way, I suppose you could say that,” she replied, leaving the details deliberately vague.

The knights exchanged more glances, this time with a hint of respect mingled with their curiosity. Whoever she was, she clearly wasn’t just an ordinary woman.

As the camp settled into the evening, with the sun dipping below the horizon and the fire casting warm, dancing shadows, the knights began to accept her presence. They offered her food and a place to rest, their initial surprise giving way to a cautious hospitality. And though she remained a mystery to them, her beauty, poise, and the strange circumstances of her arrival left them both intrigued and captivated.

For the young woman, this was only the beginning of a journey she could never have imagined. And though she had no idea what lay ahead, she knew one thing for certain—she would face it with the same confidence and determination that had carried her through every challenge before.

As the campfire crackled and the aroma of roasting meat filled the air, the knights settled down for their evening meal. The sun had dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows that danced with the flickering flames. The female lead, still in awe of the strange world she had been thrust into, sat among the knights as they enjoyed their dinner.

The female knight introduced herself as *Elara*. Elara, with her short, elegant name, had a demeanor that was both commanding and gentle. As she and her fellow knights gathered around, they began to ask the young woman about herself.

Elara smiled warmly, her eyes filled with curiosity. “We’ve never seen clothing like yours before. What is your name, and where do you come from?"

Seraphina hesitated, glancing around at the unfamiliar faces. She was reluctant to reveal too much about herself, unsure of how much they might already know or how they might react. “I’m not entirely sure where I am,” she admitted, her voice steady despite her inner turmoil. “I just woke up here, and I’m still trying to understand what’s happening.”

Elara nodded, her gaze sympathetic. “This is the Kingdom of Aeloria,” she said, gesturing to the camp around them. “We’re currently in the Blackwood Forest, known for its magical creatures and dangerous terrain. It’s a place where only those trained in combat and magic venture safely.”

Her eyes widened as she took in the name and the description of the forest. “Aeloria… Blackwood Forest. I’ve never heard of it before, and there's Magic in this world?”

Another knight, a burly man with a beard, chimed in, “The Blackwood Forest is notorious for its magical creatures—some are harmless, but others can be quite dangerous if provoked. It’s not a place for the untrained to wander.”

She nodded, trying to hide her growing unease. “I understand. I really don’t know how I ended up here. I was just getting ready, and then… I was in the forest.”

As the knights listened, they exchanged glances. It was clear that they were fascinated by her story and concerned for her well-being. Elara, sensing their growing curiosity, decided to ease the tension with a bit of levity. “You mentioned you don’t know magic. We do have some magicians among us. If you’d like, you can see a bit of their craft before we return to the city.”

Her eyes sparkled with interest. “That would be wonderful. I’ve never seen magic before.”

The knights nodded and began to demonstrate various magical feats—showing her illusions, enchanting lights, and the manipulation of elements. The young woman was captivated, her fear momentarily forgotten as she marveled at the displays of power and beauty.

As the night wore on, the conversation shifted to more practical matters. The knights discussed their plans to return to Aeloria and offered to take her with them. “We can’t just leave you here,” Elara said firmly. “You’re a stranger in a dangerous place. We’ll take you to the city, where you’ll be safe. It’s not common for outsiders to come here, but we’ll make sure you’re taken care of.”

She felt a mix of relief and gratitude. “Thank you. I don’t know what I would have done without your help.”

Elara smiled, her gaze kind but resolute. “We’re glad to help. It’s not every day we find someone from beyond our borders. You’re welcome to stay with us until we reach the city.”

As the first light of dawn began to creep over the horizon, the knights prepared to depart. They packed up their camp and readied their horses, ready to guide the Seraphina through the Blackwood Forest and back to the safety of Aeloria.

Seraphina, her heart still racing from the previous day’s events, took one last look at the forest that had become both a prison and a source of wonder. She was eager to see more of this magical world and, perhaps, to uncover the secrets of her unexpected journey.

And so, with the knights at her side and the promise of new adventures ahead, she stepped forward into the morning light, ready to begin her journey in a new world.

The journey through the Blackwood Forest was an eye-opening experience for Seraphine. The forest, while dense and mysterious, was teeming with magical creatures that fascinated her. She marveled at the variety of animals they encountered. Some observed them with curious eyes, their ethereal forms blending seamlessly with the surroundings, while others, more aggressive, lunged at the knights. Despite the fearsome appearances of these magical creatures, Seraphine noticed that most only acted out of self-defense and quickly retreated if left undisturbed.

The knights, accustomed to these encounters, handled the situation with ease, their practiced movements ensuring that any potential threat was swiftly neutralized. Seraphine, initially terrified of the unknown, found herself surprisingly calm as she observed the seamless harmony between the knights and the forest’s inhabitants.

As the sun began to dip below the horizon, casting long shadows over the forest floor, the group emerged from the Blackwood Forest and entered a bustling town. This settlement, encircled by sturdy stone walls, was larger than Seraphine had anticipated. It was vibrant, with vendors peddling goods, and people going about their daily lives, all under the watchful gaze of a baron who presided over the town.

The baron, an elderly but dignified figure, greeted the knights with genuine warmth. He expressed his gratitude for their continued efforts to protect the town from the aggressive magical creatures of the Blackwood Forest. Seraphine, with her striking beauty and otherworldly presence, drew immediate attention. The baron, though polite and respectful, could not help but marvel at her appearance. Her refined beauty, enhanced by her makeup skills, was a stark contrast to the more understated styles typical of the town’s inhabitants.

As the knights settled into the baron’s lavish mansion, they were treated to a hearty meal. Seraphine observed the opulent surroundings and considered her options. The town’s makeup, though present, was far less elaborate than what she was accustomed to. This gave her a sense of opportunity. She contemplated introducing her beauty expertise to this world, envisioning a future where her skills could become a trend among the town’s elite.

In conversation with the baron, who was curious about Seraphine’s origins, she maintained her composure. She carefully avoided disclosing too much about her past, focusing instead on expressing her gratitude for their hospitality. Her thoughts were a whirl of plans and possibilities.

Baron “I must say, it’s a rare sight to see someone like you in our town. The knights mentioned you appeared out of nowhere in the forest. May I inquire about your origins?”

Seraphine (smiling politely) “I’m afraid I’m not from around here. I seem to have ended up in this world by some twist of fate. I’m truly grateful for the kindness and hospitality of you and your knights.”

Baron “Indeed, you have a striking presence. I don’t recall anyone with your particular grace visiting us before. How did you find yourself lost in the Blackwood Forest?”

Seraphine “It’s a bit of a mystery. I woke up in the forest without any recollection of how I got there. The knights were kind enough to rescue me. I’m still trying to piece together what happened.”

Baron (nodding thoughtfully) “You must have been quite a sight for the knights. It’s not often we encounter someone so... different. Do you have any plans now that you’re here?”

Seraphine (considering her words carefully) “I’m exploring my options. I’ve noticed that the beauty practices here are quite different from what I’m used to. I’ve been thinking that perhaps I could introduce some new ideas, maybe even start something of my own.”

Baron “That sounds intriguing. We’ve seen many trends come and go, but there’s always room for innovation. If you need any assistance or introductions to the right people, feel free to ask.”

Seraphine “Thank you, Baron. Your support means a lot to me. I’m looking forward to finding my place in this world and contributing in any way I can.”

They rest for the night, and when morning comes and Seraphine gets ready to leave. The knights are busy packing their things. The baron requests to speak with Seraphine before she departs.

“Good morning, Seraphine. I hope you had a good night.”

“Good morning, Baron. Yes, thank you. The room was very nice.”

Baron“I’m glad to hear that. Before you go, I wanted to give you something.”

(curious) “What is it?”

Baron(handing her a small pouch) “It’s a few gold coins. I hope it helps you on your journey.”

Seraphine(surprised) “Oh, thank you. I’m not really sure how much this is worth here, but I appreciate it.”

Baron“It should be helpful. Just consider it a small token of thanks for your presence.”

Seraphine“Thank you very much. It means a lot to me.”

Baron“You’re welcome. Safe travels.”

Seraphine “Thank you. I’ll remember your kindness.”

Seraphine watches as the baron leaves, feeling grateful for his generosity. She looks at the pouch in her hand, still uncertain about its value but appreciative of the gesture.

As Seraphine and the knight leave the town and head towards the city, they have a conversation about the Baron.

Seraphine“I have to say, the Baron is really kind. I’m so grateful for his hospitality.”

Elara “He is a kind man. There’s a bit of a story behind it. The Baron lost his wife many years ago and has not remarried. He has two sons; the elder is currently at the academy, while the younger recently passed away. He also had an illegitimate child with a woman, and though they were estranged, he accepted their daughter into his home. Unfortunately, she was very frail and died young.”

“That’s so sad.”

“Yes, it is. The Baron’s only family now is his eldest son, who is busy with his duties at the academy. The academy is crucial for them, as it supports the city. If the Baron were to pass away, his son would come home to inherit the land. The Baron is alone here, and I think he sees something of his lost granddaughter in you. He likely appreciates you because you remind him of her—she was around your age when she died.”

Seraphine “I see. That makes sense. I’m glad I could bring him some comfort.”

Elara “I think he’s really fond of you. Your presence has probably brought him some solace.”

“I hope so. I’ll remember his kindness for a long time.”

As Seraphine and the knight travel toward the capital, her heart swells with a mixture of exhilaration and trepidation. The path ahead is lined with both promise and uncertainty, and each mile brings her closer to a world of grandeur and opportunity. Her excitement pulses like a vibrant current, envisioning the bustling capital with its myriad possibilities and the chance to carve out a new future. Yet, interwoven with her enthusiasm is a thread of worry—about the unknowns of this new world, the challenges she might face, and the unfamiliar paths she must navigate. It is a symphony of hope and apprehension, a dance of anticipation and anxiety, that defines her journey. As the capital looms ever closer, Seraphine’s complex emotions reflect the dual nature of her adventure: the thrill of new beginnings mingled with the shadow of uncertainty.

As Seraphine journeyed from the Blackwood Forest to the bustling capital, she faced both the wonders and the tedium of travel in a medieval world. Each town and village they visited offered glimpses into a life different from her own, filled with new sights and knowledge. Despite the excitement of discovery, the absence of modern conveniences—no internet, no laptops, and limited food options—made the journey feel long and at times monotonous.

Her mind, however, was always on her goal. She meticulously studied the herbs and natural resources they encountered, determined to create skincare products that could protect and enhance the skin. With only a limited supply of makeup from her previous world, she knew she had to find a way to replicate and expand her options using what was available. Aloe vera and coconut oil were familiar, but she needed more complex chemicals and substances that were not readily found in the wild.

In her quest for these elusive ingredients, Seraphine began to experiment with what she could gather—charcoals, various herbs, and other natural elements. Her makeshift lab, set up in the confines of their carriage, became a space of creativity and frustration. She was driven by the knowledge that while skincare was essential before makeup could be applied, the ingredients she needed were often found in the city’s apothecaries and alchemical shops.

Every day, she jotted down her findings and theories, preparing herself for the day when she would finally reach the capital. There, she hoped to access the full range of materials she needed and to begin building the foundation for her future enterprise. Despite the challenges, her determination never wavered. Each setback was met with renewed resolve, as Seraphine envisioned a future where she could introduce her skincare and makeup innovations to this new world.

Seraphine's unconventional pursuits captured the knights' curiosity. Their medieval minds, unfamiliar with the concept of beauty products, were baffled by her activities. They initially mistook her for an alchemist due to her experimental methods, as her work with various substances seemed mystical and enigmatic to them.

One day, as they traveled, the knights inquired about her unusual practices. Seraphine, earnest and candid, explained her goal: to enhance and beautify human skin, making it healthier and more appealing. Her response was met with astonishment. The idea of improving one’s appearance through skincare was foreign and almost incomprehensible to them. To the knights, who had never considered such personal indulgence, her ambitions seemed both revolutionary and perplexing.

When Seraphine mentioned her plan to sell these products upon reaching the capital, the knights were taken aback. They couldn’t grasp the concept of making a livelihood through skincare in a world where such ideas were rare and unconventional. The knights, as well as the female knight who traveled with them, had never contemplated the notion of making their skin softer or more beautiful; it was beyond their realm of thought.

Seraphine's endeavors were complicated further by the limited resources available in this world. The ingredients she could gather were rudimentary, and her attempts to create effective, aesthetically pleasing products often resulted in mixtures that either failed to work or had unpleasant odors. Despite her background as an influencer accustomed to finished products, Seraphine faced significant challenges in her new role as a creator.

Determined, she labored with perseverance, experimenting with available materials and striving to perfect her formulas.

As Seraphine and the knights arrived at the small village, she was immediately struck by its simplicity and charm. The village was surrounded by vast farmlands, with fields of golden wheat stretching as far as the eye could see. The homes were modest, mostly simple structures built to accommodate the hardworking farmers who tilled the land. The main focus of this village was clearly agriculture, with a bounty of produce displayed at the small market stalls.

Among the fruits and vegetables were unfamiliar yet intriguing varieties. Though they resembled familiar fruits like apples, lemons, and peaches, their colors and shapes were distinct. To Seraphine, they evoked the flavors of her own world, despite their unique appearances.

As she wandered through the market, a sudden idea sparked in her mind—a moment of inspiration as vivid as a lightbulb switching on. In her world, skincare and beauty products often came with delightful, natural scents: peach, apple, strawberry, and orange. The concept of infusing these familiar fragrances into her own creations excited her.

Here, in this village of abundant produce, Seraphine saw a golden opportunity. She could harness these local fruits and herbs to create natural scents for her skincare products. By extracting essences from these ingredients, she envisioned crafting lotions, creams, and serums that carried the fresh, fruity aromas she had once taken for granted.

Her mind buzzed with possibilities. Using the village’s produce, she could develop unique, locally inspired scents that would not only enhance her skincare products but also connect them to the world around her. This innovative approach, blending the essence of her surroundings with her expertise, promised to bring a touch of her previous world into this new one, making her creations both familiar and extraordinary.

Seraphine, amidst the bustling activity of the village market, realized she needed to focus her efforts. She understood that creating a complete line of skincare products all at once was unrealistic, given her current resources and knowledge. Her primary goal was to develop just a few essential items that would offer immediate benefits for her skin and lay the groundwork for her future endeavors.

In her mind, the essentials were clear: a face wash, a moisturizer, and a lip gloss. These products would be her starting point. A face wash was crucial—it would cleanse her skin and remove the daily grime. She envisioned a formula that could effectively clean without harshness, something gentle yet thorough. Following that, a moisturizer was essential to keep her skin hydrated and protected after cleansing. It would provide the necessary moisture to maintain a healthy glow.

Additionally, she considered a body wash. Although it required less complexity than a face wash, it was a logical extension of her efforts. If she could successfully formulate a face wash, creating a body wash would be a natural progression, as it would involve similar ingredients and principles but on a larger scale.

Seraphine knew that she couldn't create an entire skincare routine overnight. No serums, toners, or masks were needed right now—just the basics to ensure her skin remained clean and well-moisturized. She was determined to start small, focusing on these fundamental products. By perfecting these, she would build a foundation for her skincare line and gradually expand her offerings as she gained more knowledge and resources.

As Seraphine and the knights continued their journey, she came across an intriguing find in a town they passed through. The town was known for its luxurious soaps—items that were only accessible to the wealthier classes due to their high cost. These soaps, unlike the simple bars of soap common among peasants, were richly fragranced and produced a thick, indulgent lather. Each soap was infused with exquisite scents, making them a prized possession among the nobility.

Seraphine was both fascinated and alarmed by the discovery. Each soap cost three silver coins, a staggering amount considering her newfound understanding of local currency. From her perspective, this equated to more than $2000 in modern terms, a sum far beyond what a typical person could afford.

The cost of the soap highlighted the vast disparity between the wealth of the nobility and the common folk. It also gave her a clearer picture of the economic landscape and the value of luxury items in this world. Despite the prohibitive price, Seraphine saw potential. The idea of such an expensive luxury item for the wealthy sparked her creativity. She imagined incorporating similar concepts into her own skincare products, aiming to balance quality with affordability.

This revelation further fueled her determination. She knew that if she could find a way to create high-quality products at a more reasonable cost, she might bridge the gap between luxury and accessibility. Her goal was clear: to develop products that combined efficacy and elegance, without the exorbitant price tag.

To make her vision a reality, Seraphine knew she needed to source the right ingredients. She was determined to find components that would allow her to create high-quality products without the exorbitant costs associated with the noble soaps she had seen. The expensive ingredients used in those soaps could jeopardize her efforts, so she resolved to explore alternative options.

Seraphine planned to use some of the existing ingredients, but she was also intent on discovering and experimenting with new ones. Her goal was not just to replicate what was already available but to introduce innovative formulations that would set her products apart. She wanted to craft something unique, blending familiar elements with her own creative ideas to offer a fresh perspective on skincare.

By combining her knowledge with new, affordable ingredients, Seraphine aimed to produce skincare items that were both effective and accessible. She was prepared for a challenging journey ahead, understanding that innovation often required overcoming obstacles. Her focus was on finding the perfect balance between cost and quality, ensuring her products would stand out in a world where luxury was often synonymous with high expense.

As Seraphine traveled, she recalled a cherished memory from her childhood. When she lived with her grandparents, her grandmother had crafted a simple, yet effective face wash using ingredients like olive oil, cucumber, honey, and plain yogurt. These natural components worked wonders for her young skin, providing a cooling effect and deep cleansing without the harshness of store-bought chemicals.

Inspired by this memory, Seraphine decided to recreate her grandmother's face wash. Upon reaching the next town, she procured the necessary ingredients and began her experiment. She applied the mixture to the female knights accompanying her, and the results were impressive. The face wash not only cleansed but also left their skin feeling refreshed and rejuvenated.

This success confirmed her belief in the efficacy of her homemade solution. While she continued to experiment and refine her products, Seraphine decided to offer this face wash as her initial product. She knows that it is not good enough but this will be her starting point and she will keep improving in the future.