The white dress, obviously.

"I would choose the white dress," you say, smiling knowingly as you watch her eyes land upon the dress. "You want to make an impression on your first day, don't you? Anyone who sees you in this will know exactly what sort of leader you're going to be: benevolent, compassionate, earnest about her duties to her people. People will see a princess who understands her position exactly. No one would dare naysay you in this, your highness."

She takes your words to heart as you help her into the dress. She's quiet as she examines herself front of the mirror, blushing at the way her modest chest pushes against the white lace and biting her lip at how her legs appear through the slits in the skirt. "Are you sure about this? It feels a little...exposed, don't you think? At least, for a public day in court. It's obviously very beautiful, and an excellent choice, but..."

There's a part of you that you don't recognize that's suddenly irritated. She wants to question you now? You, who's spent so many hours studying court fashion? And after specifically asking your opinion on the matter? "It is, of course, your highness's decision to make," you say, formally and more than a little coldly, subtly letting her know what you think about her opinion.

"Oh, no Freya!" she exclaims, rushing to you and clasping your hands. "I don't mean to second guess you! Please, don't think me ungrateful for everything you've done. If you really think the white dress will be appropriate, of course I'll wear it!"

Exactly where you wanted her: ****, dependent, eager to please. Your face softens as you explain the facts of the situation to her, as if she's just a dumb, silly little girl. "You want to appear open to the people, your highness. Not closed off and inaccessible - that would be the worst. This will make you more relatable and appealing as their new monarch. Do you understand?"

Rosalia nods eagerly. "Perfectly. That makes so much sense! You're so good at this sort of thing, Freya. I couldn't be happier to have you at my side for all of this."

At her side for now, maybe. But you know that sooner or later she'll be on her knees for you.