Cassius had gotten back to his room after leaving the garden. He told her that he couldn't possibly leave the castle and come to the village in his formal attire as it would attract much attention. She agreed to it but thought that perhaps what should be hidden was his face as that was what attracted the most attention from.
Left alone to her own device, Arabella hummed a song that had suddenly popped in her head. With hands on her back folded, she strolled through the hallways with the new dress that the Princess had given her, smiling when she saw the dress's glimmer only to come into a stop when she saw her own reflection on the oval mirror carved into the wall.
"Even such an expensive dress can't hide true nature," she muttered, lamenting how out of sort she looked with such an expensive dress on her body. She does look pretty but... she doesn't fit this beautiful gown. It fit someone else, someone... someone who is a princess like Isabelle.
