“Oh no, my muse. You cannot be wearing that. Especially when I bought you so many clothes.” William tuts as he shakes his head disapprovingly. “Now, now. Come on. Let’s go and find you something prettier to wear, pretty girl.” He gently guides you back to your room to change. No matter what you did, no matter how lazy you were, William would never allow you to look anything other than stunning. He bought you most of your wardrobe after discovering the ‘fashion disaster’ you were.