"Darling you could wear a potato sack and I'd be proud. You're my baby girl," he assured her, grinning as he stood up as she came out of the room in the beautiful dress. "The seamstress outdid herself. I'll have to send her some extra gold in thanks," he cupped her cheek. "You look s much like your mother," he said softly. "She would be so proud of you today. She always liked taking the lead at these meetings too when Spring hosted.
Gently he tucked her arm in his elbow and escorted her from the room. "Oh it's just Jurian you'll dance with?" He wasn't stupid she had to have noticed Nyx.