[extra Quality] | Frivolousdressorder

It was a masterpiece of ambiguity. Did it ban dresses that were frivolous? Or was the order itself frivolous? The courtiers, terrified of the Queen’s unpredictable moods, chose the harshest interpretation.

That night, the kingdom celebrated. The milliners came down from the mountains. The lace was untangled from the fishing nets. And the Queen, in a dress of emerald velvet that rustled like a forest in a storm, danced until dawn. frivolousdressorder

“Joy in clothing is a gateway vice,” he would mutter, confiscating a hat with a single, lonely feather. “Next, you’ll be wanting pockets shaped like animals.” It was a masterpiece of ambiguity

And for the first time, Bartholomew Pence almost smiled. terrified of the Queen’s unpredictable moods

“What’s that for?” he mumbled.