[Condesce appears not long after, dressed in a rather simple (or what she would have considered simple) dress that trailed well passed her feet. It was difficult to find anything in Mayfield that fit her properly because of how large she was, so almost everything she owned was a long gown of some sort, meant to trail behind any shorter woman.
Of course, that rarely solved the problem of her more broad, Alternian shoulders, but she made due.
She made a brief glance at the flowers, obviously taking in the detail. Purple. At least he had sense not to get red roses.]
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Of course, that rarely solved the problem of her more broad, Alternian shoulders, but she made due.
She made a brief glance at the flowers, obviously taking in the detail. Purple. At least he had sense not to get red roses.]
Good evening, Doctor.