Dressing The Part

             "This is really unbefitting of a Princess. You shouldn't be showing so much skin." Marquise grumbled angrily. His arms where crossed over his chest and a deep scowl was etched on his face. He was really irate, throwing a silent temper tantrum with the garments I was given. I couldn't really blame him, because I was also feeling rather uncomfortable with the showy and vibrant silk cloth caressing my skin. 

        The silk bring pink satin sat loose on my shoulders. They draped slightly off my shoulders, giving away to the white creamy skin that sat exposed underneath it. A deep 'V' cut nearly exposed my breasts as they gently laid over my chest, hugging them to give them shape. The stomach sat exposed, showing off every faded scar I had earned over the course of six years. Further down, was a skirt that hung loose on my hips. It flowed in the wind with grace, whispering quietly as it brushe