[Well damn. That's slightly impressive, ~Your Grace~. And here she got him a grand total of nothing. The narration apologizes profusely for that, but Santana doesn't care all that much, because she is a horrible person.
Whatever; he's entitled to making out or something if he should ever choose it. That's good enough in her book.
[Athos accepts his gifts without much complaint outside of a grumble and a glare at the ensemble, feeling clever enough to leave behind a miniature ship in a bottle - a ship that probably looks a bit familiar.]
[Evelyn is a little surprised by the amount of ruffles here, and whether or not she'd be able to get this dress on by herself at all considering the- Oh, there are petticoats and underthings beneath the garment. More skirts and a corset and hose and this entire ensemble is quite ridiculous, but it would be in poor taste to refuse, so she sends a polite transmission filled with cleverly-feigned gratitude.]
Thank you for the gown, Lord Buckingham. My only real concern is how to put it on, but I'm very grateful. It's lovely.
[And it is! Brocaded silks and strings of pearls, it's just...not very Evelyn.]
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Whatever; he's entitled to making out or something if he should ever choose it. That's good enough in her book.
(Such a healthy outlook.)]
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Thank you for the gown, Lord Buckingham. My only real concern is how to put it on, but I'm very grateful. It's lovely.
[And it is! Brocaded silks and strings of pearls, it's just...not very Evelyn.]
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