Chapter Twenty-Nine

“Are you sure this is okay?” I asked, feeling incredible guilt that I was going to spend so much of Freddie's money. The simple scarf in my hands was priced more than I had ever paid for an entire outfit.

Sophie frowned. “There are higher end shops,” she said slowly. “I suppose we can find things there, but I really do like the color palette we found here.”

“Higher end?” I squeaked out.

She looked at me confused. “That's what is the matter, right? That these may not be nice enough?”

I stared at her. “No, no. That this is too nice. This is so much money for... clothes. And just clothes.”

“Clothes are what people base their opinions on,” Sophie replied. “And this is nothing. Remember, Freddie is a prince.”

I looked at the pile of clothes. I didn't even want to know what they were going to cost.

“I already have permission and this isn't even going to put a dent in the limit,” Sophie told me. “We could buy twice this and still have funds left over.”

I stared at her.

“Go wait outside if i