Denise confides in Jasmine
Her lilac bedroom was pink from the morning sun as it seeped through her curtains when Princess Denise awoke, a rare smile playing on her lips. She reached for her smartphone on the nightstand, quickly scanning for any messages. There it was - a polite acceptance from Lady Imogen for their proposed tea meeting.
"Perfect," Denise murmured, sliding out of bed and padding across the plush carpet to her walk-in closet.
She spent the next hour meticulously planning her outfit, finally settling on a tailored navy blue blazer over a cream silk blouse, paired with a subtle yet elegant pencil skirt. Every detail was calculated to project an image of sophistication and trustworthiness.
She would wear an emerald and diamond brooch to match her emerald earrings.
As Denise stood before her full-length mirror, making final adjustments to her appearance, a commotion in the hallway caught her attention. Frowning, she moved to her bedroom door, opening it just as a familiar voice rang out.