[Lavinia's Pov]
It took an eternity to choose a dress.
And when Marella and Nanny joined forces? Oh, forget eternity. We went back in time.
There were swatches. There were debates. At one point, I'm pretty sure someone brought out a cape made of enchanted starlight and actual moon thread. Marella cried. Nanny almost fainted. I may have tried to escape through a window.
But in the end… we settled on a dress.
A glorious, dramatic, everything-a-future-empress-deserves kind of dress.
And now?
Now I was tired. Slightly glittered. And craving my favorite thing in the entire world.
"Ugh," I groaned, flopping onto a couch for a second. "I miss Papa."
I jumped up. "Let's go see him!"
And just like that, I dashed out of the chamber, Marshi bounding after me with the enthusiasm of a divine beast who knew there were probably sugar cubes in his immediate future.
We reached Papa's office in record time. And I did what any mature, well-mannered royal child would do.
