In Gabrielle's room, Gabrielle stood, standing in front of her vanity mirror. She stared at her reflection, marveling at her satin, floor-length, spring green colored dress, with a sheer sparkling floral cape.
She looked down at her vanity desk, picking up tiny diamond butterfly clips. She strategically clipped them throughout her curled hair.
Knock, knock
"Come in," She called out, looking towards the door, seeing Cobsworth enter the room.
"Good morning Milady," Cobsworth greeted, bowing to her.
"Good morning Cobsworth," She responded, a smile glowing on her face, "How do I look?"
"You look beautiful Milady, very stunning," Cobsworth complimented.
She looked back into the mirror, staring at her reflection.
"But you think His Majesty will think so," She questioned, touching her face.
"I think His Majesty will not be able to take his eyes off of you," Cobsworth assured.
