#Chapter 219

Violet’s POV I turned from where I sat on the couch in the royal dressing room as the door to the hallway opened. “Queen Violet, may I present Master Remy.” The steward scooted out as my old friend entered. “You wanted to wait a week for me to come see you?” he chided playfully by way of greeting. I met him in his outstretched arms for a hug. “I would expect this from you,” he said over my shoulder to Theo as we pulled out of our hug. “But you,” he directed at me, “should know better. Can you imagine a queen without a royal wardrobe for an entire week?” I laughed as I moved out of the way for Theo to hug him next. I had called Master Remy the morning after the coronation ceremony, asking if he would be available sometime in the next week or so to come take measurements for a new set of Royal Robes. I wanted to be respectful of his schedule after all. “Not to mention,” Master Remy continued, “that I’ll need the time to actually create the outfits.” Apparently, when I had