She walked over with him, cheeks still flushed and looked at the dress. It was perfect. She reached out and felt the soft fabric and smiled lightly. She picked it up with gentle, delicate fingers and then held it up to her. She might be a princess but she'd never owned anything so nice and made just for her before.<br/><br/>She shivered lightly at his touch and looked up at him. Her green eyes danced with delight and gratitude.  Something she was sure he wasn't used to seeing, much less recieving.<br/><br/>The feel of his hands on her skin made her blush more but she just smiled gently. "<span style="color: #BF0000">Because I'm a girl, and...I take care of my body...lots of water, and I moisturize..."</span>she rambled nervously.