A noble woman demands help

"You! Old man!" The young woman snapped in the wizard's face. "You dare sit there daydreaming while the Duchess's carriage is in peril!"

"He looked past her to the carriage, which had broken a wheel and was tipped on one side. Not exactly peril, but yes he had been content to watch the commotion from his seat by the fountain.

"Stand and aid my servants so they may change the wheel!" The woman demanded.

The wizard studied the woman. She was blonde with her hair done up in an elaborate bun. She had a cute face with round cheeks, puckered lips and a slightly turned up nose. She was a bit short, her slightly above medium sized breasts were thrust up, revealing cleavage from her gown. Her waist pinched in a corset and her lower half was hidden by a wide flowing gown, with jeweled gold heels on her feet.

(For reference, she may look something like Florence Pugh to the modern eye).

The wizard was unimpressed by her finery. In fact, he despised it. Having worked for nobility most of his life, he viewed them bitterly, and his perspective was often shown to be right. Look at this woman, badgering he, who appeared to be a normal old man to change a carriage wheel!

She was quite beautiful though. He grinned through his beard, a plan beginning to form in his mind...