You smirk to yourself as you successfully steal the green dress, already imagining how Zaya would look in it. You burst through the door to your house and find your girlfriend behind the dressing screen, mumbling about what to wear tomorrow for the coronation.

"I have something you could wear." you gloat, holding up the dress with a wicked smile.

"Oh?" Zaya raises her eyebrows and smiles fondly, examining the dress before taking it. "And where, perhaps, did you steal this one from?"

"Does it matter?" you shrug, sitting down on a chair and watching as she disappears once again behind the screen. Your eyes scan her shadowed figure as she takes off her dress and puts on the new one. "You know, I really need to get rid of that divider."

After taking a bite of bread, you walk over to the dressing screen and stand on your tippy toes, trying to get a good look before she finishes dressing.

"Stop it!" she giggles, covering up her chest. "You'll see enough in the dress anyways, won't you? Isn't that why you picked it out?." she teases.