Chapter 244 A Good Friend

• Agnes
• “Hold still, please,” I muttered around a mouthful of pins as I adjusted the hem of the golden dress. It was nearly finished, but these final touches would make all the difference.
• Lena stood patiently on the small pedestal in my workroom, arms slightly raised to avoid disturbing the drape of the fabric. The metallic material caught the afternoon sunlight streaming through the windows, sending golden reflections dancing across the walls.