"Well....It is a special occassion M'Lady..."<br/>Ursa chipped in while the older woman bent to mark the hem for adjustment.<br/>"It doesn't happen every day does it?"<br/><br/>Greta almost froze rigid when Sonja demanded to know what she had not said, but Ursa was quick to speak for her.<br/>"No.....no M'Lady, you aren't taking it from anyone, well... not in that way in any case."<br/>She smiled.<br/>"His Majesty likes fabrics, silks and satins and thick velvets...This..."<br/>Carefully Ursa ran her hand over the velvet, taking great care not to ruffle the nap of the fabric.<br/>".....this and the silk have come from his sort of ....well... private collection..."