Princess Cariad stood before the mirror feeling rather pleased with her uniform, and gave an excited little wiggle as she thought of how Senor Clouto would react when he saw her in it. She did wonder if it really was necessary for her to stand on the table for quite so long as Ed stitched up the hem around her short skirt, although she accepted his assurance that a craftsmen needed to make sure that everything was just right.

As she waited she summonized her royal scribe Q asking him to open the honour scroll and add the following entries:

Duchess Julie Truly: For services in defense of the Princess’ body, and assurance that her head will never be chopped from her shoulders, and the additional title DT (Duchess Tart)

Edmundo: Appointed as chief dressmaker to the Princess, duties to include creating dresses for all state occasions and an endlessly changing variety of uniforms for the princess to wear before Senor Clouto.

Qmoq: For creative services way beyond the call of duty; the golden feather, and the princess' never ending admiration.

Senor Clouto: For……..and as the princess thought of the services she hoped the Senor would provide to the royal body when he saw her in her little soldier uniform she swooned and collapsed into Edmundo’s arms.