It was a beautiful day—cold, but it was November, after all. At least it gave Roe an excuse to wear her nice velvet jacket. Her mother hadn’t wanted her to bring it, but Roe had hoped she would have an excuse to dress up a little, and now she did. She had a black dress on underneath the jacket, with a silver necklace and stockings that didn’t do much to cut the chilly breeze, but at least looked nice. She didn’t know where they were going, but he was a prince, right? And at least whatever happened, she wouldn’t be underdressed. Talia had proclaimed that she looked gorgeous.