Katherine sighed as she stepped out from behind the screen. The dress had fit her perfectly, and the fabric felt wonderful on her skin. Compared to the scratchy, uncomfortable material she usually wore, the dress felt like silk. However, Katherine knew she could not afford such a fine dress, and reluctantly handed it back to Madeline. As she stepped out, Katherine saw Madeline give the prince the dress. Katherine frowned, and tried to hide her slight envy for the woman who would probably be receiving the dress.
"Are you ready to go, Katherine?" the prince asked, folding the dress over his arm.
"Yes, Your Highness," she responded politely. "Would you like me to escort you back to the inn?"
Richard smiled and nodded. "That would be fine. Goodbye, Madeline." He turned to the shopkeeper.
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