He placed the dress on a hook outside her closet before going back to find shoes with a sigh. He'd know for a while now that she was growing tired of being a princess. It was in her eyes even now, and he knew for a fact that sometimes she wished she was a normal girl. Normal girls did have more freedom after all. They could go out whenever they wanted, talk to whoever they wanted, and date whoever they felt fit. Kieara didn't get that luxury. He did find it kind of funny, however, that princesses wanted nothing more than to live like a normal girl, while normal girls wanted to live like a princess. He himself had often had the desire to become a regular boy instead of a servant of the house, but every time he looked at Kieara he regretted the thought. Had his parents not died would he still have gotten to be this close to the princess?
Once her outfit had been put together he showed her to the table where the tray lay, and waited for her to sit down before asking, "What would you like to drink?" He pointed to the different beverages. "Orange juice, tea, or apple juice?"