Her maid had just finished lacing her into her dress when the door was suddenly opened, her husband apparently being the culprit. Tig frowned as she scrutinized her new dress in the mirror and tried to pretend that she couldn't also see his reflection in the mirror. "We can talk later, I've got somewhere to be." He probably wouldn't take kindly to that but she didn't appreciate being interrupted. It was his fault that she was making an effort and she wasn't going to be made late because he suddenly decided he wanted to spend time with her.
"You'd better send her back in unless you want to help me finish dressing." There thankfully wasn't much left to do besides pick out accessories but he didn't need to know that. What could he possibly want to discuss right now anyway? Had he found out about her replacement wand? Surely reprimanding her could wait... She couldn't think of any other reason he might have sought her out, it wasn't as though she'd done anything outrageous lately, although that might change if he made her late.
"You'd better send her back in unless you want to help me finish dressing." There thankfully wasn't much left to do besides pick out accessories but he didn't need to know that. What could he possibly want to discuss right now anyway? Had he found out about her replacement wand? Surely reprimanding her could wait... She couldn't think of any other reason he might have sought her out, it wasn't as though she'd done anything outrageous lately, although that might change if he made her late.
