Daisy was taken to a suite of rooms. Chris put her down on a sofa. He started telling the maids to bring her things to eat and drink. As well as to measure her for clothing. Once Chris left, the maids took note of her size and went off to find dress big enough. Daisy was given chemise for her to wear. She was also treated to small meal and tea. Then told to go to bed in next room. Daisy was woken up early the next day for fitting. She was given a dress of mismatch fabric as it was easier to piece different dresses together to fit her than create new dress. Apparently it was a rush job since the king wanted to speak with her. She was told the dresses for her everyday wear were being made to fit her. Since she would need outfits to train in etc. Daisy couldn't keep up with everything the maids were telling her. Her thoughts were a jumbled mess of everything had changed for her. She had so many questions but the maids didn't answer anything she asked. The awkwardly looked at her and each other before going back into clothing and proper manners of this world. There was a knock on the door. It was Chris. "I am here to tell you about how to greet the king today.""Do I really need to greet him today?" Daisy needed time to make sense of this world. She needed time to adjust."No one tells the king to wait. Here is what you do..."
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