Angelica huffed, she was annoyed from the fact that she had been standing on a platform in an oversized dress waiting for the seamstress to find acceptable pins to use to mark the altercations she was to use to shape the gown.
"Are you tired my love?" Ohara asked, she was quick to hear her daughter's sigh.
"If someone was left to be standing here in an uncomfortable gown, would they not be tired?" Angelica responded. She was clearly irked.
"I know my love, bear with the seamstress, she does not want to use pins that are too large, they would easily graze you." Ohara explained once more.
"Do not worry, she will return soon, should I get you a glass of water?" she asked.
"No, I am alright." Angelica replied pulling up the bodice of the gown for the twentieth time in a row. She was irritated at the moment. She disliked how quickly the days passed, before she knew it, three days had already elapsed and she was to come to the castle for her wedding gown fitting.
