Anastasia smiled at her mother as she complimented her. This was easily the finest dress she had ever worn and she felt as though she shouldn't be in it. Surely, she should be going out and milking the cows or helping Mama prepare dinner. Not attending a dinner in a beautiful dress, surrounded by Lords and Ladies. She noticed something was missing and looked around, "Where is Melor?"

A moment later, the dog came bounding around the corner with the three maids who had dressed her chasing behind him. She covered her mouth, hiding her smile as she watched dog run over to her. Around his neck was a poor tied bow that matched her dress. She laughed a little, it seemed he was not as compliant as they thought his would be. No, not her Melor. She looked at him and he sat, panting away. Reaching behind him, she fixed his bow and gave him a kiss on his head, "Perfect."

She stood again and looked at her mother, "I... suppose it is time."