Biride's POV:
There is a council meeting tonight. Wear this, and be on your best behavior.
Those were the king's words to me this afternoon.
Can't he send someone to give the message and the dress? Does he have to do it himself?
I stared at the gown laid on my bed. In my entire life, I have never had anything as luxurious as this. I ran my finger over it, the smooth silk felt as soft as clouds under my palm. The color was a deep shade of red, quite racy if I must say. It looked like one of Josephine's fancy dresses. By my bed was a pain of dainty sandals, more fashionable too.
This is very pretty, and must have cost a lot. What is the king getting at here?
With no one to ask the questions, I got ready and put the gown on. It was a perfect fit. The material clung to my body like a
