"Welcome to my home," she told Tinker Bell as they walked in through the large doors. She quickly let those there to work for Erik know that she would be in her room and not to worry about bringing her anything. She could let them know if anything was required. Besides, Christine wasn't above getting things for herself. She wasn't the type of woman to snap her fingers and expect her orders to be obeyed.
Soon, they were in Christine's rather large and beautifully decorated bedroom. The large windows overlooked the water, something which had drawn Christine to this room, and it was full of light. One solitary rose sat in a vase by her bed, whilst there was another vase on her dresser with a fresher variety of flowers. Closing the door, Christine smiled at her friend.
"Now, shall we see about another dress for you?" She could sew well enough to make something up for her. It wouldn't take much time.