"Mistress, why didn't you tell us about this? Everyone in the Queen's courtyard was intentionally kept in the dark about your marriage and coronation!" Diane protested as she was ready to tell all the seamstresses they could find to prepare a proper dress for their Queen.
However, Sisi looked completely relaxed. She sipped her morning tea as if today wasn't her wedding ceremony.
"What are you panicking for, Diane?"
"How could you not panic, Mistress? The carriage to escort you to the capital square will come, and you don't have a dress!"
"Relax, I got that covered," Sisi smiled.
She got up from her chair and snapped her fingers.
Slowly, various vines began to creep in through the door and open window, curling along the floor before rising toward Sisi. They wrapped gently around her body, starting from below her neck and spiraling all the way down to her toes, as if embracing her with reverence, as if they knew that Sisi was their darling.
