*Genevieve*

"Are you ready for your fitting?" I asked. I'd had enough of the verbal two steps. I didn't want to have to second-guess everything I was saying.

"Yes. I can't wait for you to see the dress. Rowan's guards just don't get excited enough," Aurora answered.

I walked with her down to the room they set aside for her dress. It was practically a seamstress shop at this point, with all of the sewing machines and bolts of fabric everywhere. There were ...