"Yes, my lady." He ensured that his gloves were securely on before attempting to tie on the corset. This could give its wearer a hard time breathing, but, it was a command. He pulled the strings, tightening and pausing alternatively. He continued until the corset was fitted onto the princess. He tied the remaining string into a knot and bowed, "I will be going to the garden now."<br/><br/>Allen left the room, patting his coat pocket ensuring the pair of scissors was still with him. He entered the garden, opening the wooden gate and walking to a small segment which was fenced away from the main bed of roses. For here, it was where black roses grew and the princess disliked seeing black roses mixed in with her other favorite ones.<br/><br/>The servant bent over on the path, cutting out four roses, with stalks as long as his middle finger. He plucked out a yellow rose before leaving the garden. He kept one black rose and the yellow rose, proceeding to snip away at the thorns which would threaten the princess's delicate fingers. He climbed the steps slowly, cutting away at the thorns.<br/><br/>When he finally reached the princess's room, two roses were cleared of thorns. "Forgive me my lady, the last rose will be ready in a moment." He set the two roses on the table by the window-side and carried on removing the thorns. When he was done, he placed the rose on the table gently. "I shall leave you to yourself, if you need anything just pull the bell string to summon me."<br/><br/>Allen left the room again, returning to his room and sliced of the thorns of the yellow rose, removing the black petals of the black rose and tucking them securely, yet randomly, in-between the yellow petals. He buckled his sword onto his belt and ran a hand through his hair, glancing at his stopwatch, thirty minutes to departure.