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"I need you to stay behind just until after the ball."
Darcy withdrew. It was just as she'd expected."Your highness, I can't do that."
"I understand your issues with Raven. But I need you to show them how to assist me with the gowns. If not, fixing it is not going to help, they'll ruin it again and who knows. It might be something you can't fix next time. I adore these gowns so much I just can't afford these fools ruining them once more."
Clarissa sounded so convincing.
Darcy was still hesitant.
Clarissa continued, hoping this would actually work. "Look here, I would have asked your father to assist me but he's a man and it won't be right if he sees me in my underwear. The king would have his head."
Darcy thought about it and it really did look like the king adored the princess. The last thing she needed was for her father to be killed for something as simple as this.
