Gerald bowed to the Queen before placing a hand on Anastasia's back. He guided the girl away from the two and took her to the fitting room. Anastasia's eyes widened when she saw the amount of dresses her mother had. It was startling, in fact. She ran her fingers over them as she looked at each of them. Gerald stood with his hands behind his back, "I would choose one with a corset, Princess. That way if they are too large they corset can be pulled tighter. I believe her Highness keeps those gowns at the back."

Ana nodded and moved to the back as instructed and found a light blue dress with gold designs. She pulled it out and looked at it, "This pretty."

Gerald looked at it and nodded, "It will do. I will grab a few maids to help you."

Anastasia waited and soon three women walked into the room. She looked at them and they curtsied. The three of them quickly set to work without even introducing themselves. Once she was in the dress, they sat her down. They smiled at her, "We are going to do your hair, if you wouldn't mind, Princess."

Ana shook her head, "Not at all."

It wasn't long before she stood in front of the mirror, her hair up in a neat bun with flowers peeking out of it. She hadn't even seen them grab the flowers, how had they managed that. She grabbed her skirts and curtsied to them, "Thank you."

The three girls smiled and curtsied deeply back, "No, Princess, thank you."

Anastasia left the fitting room and met Gerald just outside. He looked at her, "Now, you look like a Princess."