"Let's see what you will wear for the annual ball," Miss Zoya walked to Elliana's closet as the princess sat on the balcony railing with her legs dangling freely in the air.
Miss Zoya looked at the princess one last time.
"Are you sure you don't want to come and help me choose?" Miss Zoya asked, and Elliana shrugged.
"The wind is nice here," she said.
Miss Zoya sighed.
Well, the princess's closet was full of beautiful dresses anyway. Mr. Marino still hasn't specified if he wants to see her in an elegant dress or a ball gown.
Miss Zoya opened the closet, and to say she was surprised would be an understatement.
What the hell was this? Where were 30% of princesses' clothes?
"This? Where are your casual clothes? The ones you wear to University and at home too," Miss Zoya asked.
Elliana scoffed.