Ending; Unluckily Luck.

Following her the decision of the judges about her victory, Dorothea decided to remain in the room in order to celebrate it with her fellow contestants, as despite her almost nude state, she still fought hard against the embarrassment.

"Here is the trophy for your victory!", said Manuela as she handed over to her a golden cup with a red ribbon on it, with everyone clapping for Dorothea.

"Thanks everyone, it's such an honor to have it...", she replied as she held the trophy and looked at it intensely, relieved at knowning that all the humilliation she went through to obtain it, wasn't in vain.

And so, as Dorothea gazed upon her reflection in the trophy they gave her, she couldn't help but think of the things that happened to her during the day, and the bad string of luck that left her in such sorry state, but at the same time, hoping that only good things would come soon to her.

"I guess I just have to hope to the best...", she muttered to herself as she walked towards the academy's hallway, wondering if she could have done things differently earlier, as she tried to get to her dormroom to change.

"OMG, Dorothea!, look at yourself...", said Hilda as she meet her in the hallway, pointing down towards the remains of her dress hooked in a metal statue.