129 Source Of Amusement To Them

"Isn't this dress a little too much?" Islinda asked, tugging on the neckline as she squirmed like a fish out of water. 

Not that she didn't like the dress, by the gods, it was the most breathtaking clothes she had ever worn, and that was the problem. It was too flashy and called for attention. The last thing she wanted to do was intrigue two other Fae's she knew nothing about. 

"There's nothing of that nature, my lady," Aurelia said as she fastened the matching cape whose brooch was made of diamond around her neck. 

By the gods, was that real diamond? Oh no, it can't be. But then, Islinda knew inwardly that the prince was rich enough to own such treasure. Oh no, she fanned her face with her hands, suddenly feeling heady. It was too late. 

"It's winter, my lady, and your wardrobe has been changed for the season," Aurelia said and Islinda didn't dare ask to see them because if they were anything close to this dress, then she was going to faint.