Advice from the Prince
I clad myself in one of my most elegant spring dresses the following morning for my meeting with the Prince. Freia suggested a silver one, its material light and airy, the bodice patterned with tiny white buttons decorating the waistline. The silver skirt swept the floor, their hemlines trimmed with white lace, and the backs of the flared sleeves hung to my knees. I donned a matching silver head covering, tying all of my black hair underneath it into a complex bun. I slipped one of my best pairs of sandals upon my feet and slid a pair of my mother’s silver earrings into my earlobes. I completed my look of sophistication with my mother’s diamond necklace, which I had not yet worn in public. I had asked Jarvis to drive me to the Bayern castle in the count’s carriage,
