Mary 'the head maid' instantly walked in with a few more maids as she held a beautiful Red flowing dress with matching 'Red ball gloves.
"Your Majesty" They Curtsey
"His Majesty informed me to get you dressed up, this dress was from his pick"
"Fine, do as you wish" Abigail muttered in a defeated tone.
'If they wanted a wife material, then that's what they would get...
Straight from hell...'
"Your Majesty" One of the royal guards interrupted.
"His Majesty demands you. Prince Carol has arrived" b. ghe. I used to play round alot so I tripped down the stairs" She lied. Abigail couldn't tell him the honest truth to how she got that scar.
Carol stayed quiet. As much as she wanted to believe, she couldn't. He knew there was another case to the story but he didn't want to think much about it.
"What did Duke Draco say to you?" She changed the subject.