When my hairstyle is done, the maids start to bring the undergarments. It's time to choose a dress.
My personal maid selects randomly two dresses from the room nearby, and I choose one among those two.
It's the easiest way I found to make her feel useful. She has so much power, now that she can decide among the hundreds of dresses in the closet.
The other maids listen to her more eagerly when they see that I'm leaving her some decision power. I don't have to voice every little detail, and I have someone by my side who will work hard to maintain her position since no other noble lady would let her do so. I caught two birds with one stone.
Since the Duke is still on my sofa, the handmaid is particularly careful in her choice. At least, I can finally see the results of my hard work.
