As Crown Princess Margaret strode through the doors of the luxurious boutique, her chin held high and her demeanor exuding an air of regal confidence, she was immediately met with the deferential greetings of Lady Valentina Cashmere, an imperial tailor, and her workers.
"Greetings, Your Highness, Crown Princess Margaret," Valentina said with a respectful bow, her voice tinged with reverence. "It is my pleasure to have you in my shop."
Margaret's dark eyes scanned the opulent surroundings, taking in the rich fabrics and intricate designs that adorned the boutique. She ignored the greeting, her expression impassive as she began to survey the racks of winter clothing with a discerning eye.
Olivia, her loyal attendant, followed closely behind, her dark hair cascading in loose waves around her shoulders. She remained silent, her gray eyes carefully observing Margaret's every move, ready to attend to her mistress's needs at a moment's notice.
