Chapter 10
Anna Camila stood in her room-sized closet and chose pale blue sailor pants with a matching blouse that had been tailored for her.
The transition from washing her own work clothes and picking out drab, off-the-rack skirts to wear in the office at the palace, to princess, had been surprisingly simple. Every piece of clothes that she might want on a whim was already in her closet.
And in her size. And in styles she would have picked for herself.
From what she’d been able to figure out, working at the palace had given the fashion team inside information on her size and likes.
She’d seen the sailboats out on the water and thought it might be fun to go sailing—the last time she’d done that alone was over a year ago, before she began her job at the palace, and that was the culmin
