My little Dragon Queen
They are here, apparently, to take her measurements, so that they can make the proper adjustments to her attire for the ball that night.
Brendan watches quietly from the window seat, Perseus snuffing at his hair through the open window, as the seamstresses poke and prod at his wife.
Alcina remains remarkably still, though her eyes dart nervously to glance at Brendan through the reflection, as though still uncertain of where they stand after the night before.
Ridiculous.
When the seamstresses take their measuring tapes and leave, Alcina remains standing awkwardly in her place, her gaze painfully hesitant as she dares a peek at Brendan through the mirror.
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