Laura let Dahlia help her out of the dress, her gaze sweeping the room. She gasped softly, noting the different devices, yet a warm anticipation heated her. She followed Dahlia to the wardrobe and peered inside. There were dresses of every sort imaginable within. Laura settled on a black dress that barely reached her hips, belted at the waist (with ringlets peppering the belt), the front and back came up, joining at the collar (again with rings along it) and sleeves that bared the shoulder. "What do you think?" she asked.