The Unusual Request & Deception.

Jean paced nervously outside the seventh princess's chambers, glancing at the sun sinking low in the sky. 

She hadn't seen Salviana since the princess was summoned to the queen's chambers earlier that day. 

Now, as the royal guards signaled Salviana's return, Jean hurried forward, her heart pounding.

The princess appeared at the end of the corridor, her fiery red hair catching the fading sunlight. 

Despite her elegant composure, she looked visibly tired. Jean ran to meet her.

"Your Grace," Jean greeted, bowing her head slightly. 

Salviana smiled faintly, brushing a strand of hair from her face as she stepped inside her chambers. Jean followed close behind.

As soon as they entered, Salviana dropped her calm demeanor, her movements brisk as she attempted to reach the zipper at the back of her dress. "This gown is suffocating," she muttered.