The trip we made was short, albeit longer than expected due to the owner being shocked that the queen was in her shop. She went out of her way to help us as much as possible and in the end, Daphne ended up with a beautiful dress. It was a slim lavender dress that she had made sure didn’t reach the ground. In fact, it barely went past her knees. It seemed she understood my need for movement rather than elegance and why dresses were a pain. Her arms were uncovered and the neckline dropped lower than she normally went for. It was hard not to stare, which elicited a smirk from her each time she caught me.