Gracie frowned as she was given a blatant order - at least as much of one that Isabella would be able to - but curtsied apologetically.  She knew it took a lot for the princess to even do that and didn't want to turn her down for it.  [b]"Of course, mistress.  Is there anything you'd like me to do for you before we depart?"[/b]  Perhaps she'd like some portion of her outfit changed, or perhaps her hair, but she wasn't exactly certain about it.

The nervous slave was still standing outside the guest portion of the castle, waiting for what would hopefully be a quick return.