[Goddesses, who can resist a face like that? The tips of her long ears go a little pink at the edges in the face of Marie's enthusiasm, but she does nod.]

Yes, I suppose it would be for the best to ensure it fits sooner rather than later. One moment, please.

[And Zelda is a royal who has been dressing herself for much of the past seven years, so when she ducks behind her door once more, it's without inviting Marie inside. Though a few seconds later the Queen will be able to hear a muttered--]

... Oh, there are more pieces to this than I had anticipated...

[--through a crack in the door left in the princess' wake.]