Ursa mumbled and curtsied before picking up the dress and leaving, not even bothering to close the door behind her.<br/>She was almost in tears and wished that they had chosen someone else for this job and not her.<br/>Sniffling she sighed as she tapped on the outer door, calling for a page to help her with the heavy fabric as soon as it opened, she had thought this work would be a wonderful oppertunity for her, how wrong she had been....