Scarlet paused and slowly looked down at herself, just now remembering that she was clad only in a towel. As comfortable as she was in her own body, she could not help but feel embarrassed to be so vulnerable and bare before him with only a towel keeping her modesty. She moved away from him and went to the dresser where she knew her clothes were and began to go through them to pick out what she needed to wear. She didn't want to have to call servants to help with a corset, so she decided not to wear one. S hated those contraptions anyways. Once she had picked out a suitable dress and undergarments to wear, she took them and disappeared back inside of the bathing room to have some privacy.<br/><br/>Once inside of the bathing chambers, she began to get dressed. She had picked out a simple but still somewhat elegant dress. It would be suitable for attending these meetings with her husband, or so she hoped. Once she was dressed, she exited the bathing chambers, running her fingers through her hair as she sought out a brush to comb through her long maroon colored locks. She chanced a glance at her husband to see how he was faring and if he needed any help.