"Standby extra clothes and bedsheet for tonight."
"Will it be enough, Emily?"
Emily pondered quite long as her brain estimated the space of the chamber and the temper of the princess.
The room was coated in white. Everything around her was so shining, pure, and white. If Emily had to point out their miscalculation, it would be that particular color.
No one knows why, but the princess had immense hatred for that specific color. And whenever people asked for the reason, she would say 'white is the color of madness.'
No one could figure out the meaning, hence, they let her be and painted the royal palace and the dukedom mansion with the darker color.
"Will you please provide her with a darker shade?"
The other servant looked at the cream nightgown hanging inside the wardrobe.