"Since we are returning to court, we're going to have to get you another dress," Delaney Adair giggled as she watched the pirate woman's reaction.
"Oh please no," Ilona shook her head, "Can't I go as I am now? They know I'm a pirate, so there is no need to pretend otherwise."
Delaney looked over Ilona's usual breeches and shirt with a corset and the blade strapped to her thigh. She shook her head with a smirk.
"I'm afraid that won't do. But come with me now to the shops, and we will pick out something perfect for you. Not to mention this dress would actually fit instead of you having to squeeze into one of my old ones."
Ilona groaned but stood when Delaney did.
"You've said we will surely be friends after surviving a visit with the Queen, but I think if I survive this trip to the dressmaker, that will be the more challenging task."
