🎀 Wisteria 🎀

Each second spent in her current state felt like an eternity to the sorceress. Fine beads of sweat appeared on the girl's face, caused by the fear that even here she might miscalculate and overestimate the old man's abilities. But when Darbon finally finished reading the magical formula, she noticed how her reflection in the mirror gradually began to regain its former features. And even the loss of two thousand, compared to correcting this terrible mistake, seemed less significant.
Still doubting that it wasn't her imagination playing tricks on her, Linderia tentatively touched her face. Everything was indeed in its place and of the correct size – Darbon had done an excellent job.
— Thank you very much, — the girl's voice sounded muffled and detached, but no less sincere, — you really helped me a lot. If you ever need my help, feel free to ask.