"You should have told me to wear a more comfortable dress," Roselyn screamed from inside the water.
John reached her in the water, admiring the cheerful expression on her face.
"You can take it off if you like."
Roselyn shook her head, "your highness, mind your manners."
He chuckled, shrugging his shoulders. "I meant, you've got dresses in your suitcases. You can go inside the carriage and change there." He suggested having Roselyn consider his advice but gazing at the water like if she didn't want to leave.
"The sea won't go anywhere." He smiled. Roselyn walked toward the carriage the faster she could, looking almost comical for the long steps she took to reach the carriage, the faster she could.
She went there and slammed the door, harshly changing herself.
King John giggled at how innocent she seemed, reminding him of a child who never saw the sea before.
