The next morning, the maids came to Dominic's room with a list of events coming up soon.
Most weren't planned too far in advance, but there were three holidays during the next season, all of which were scheduled, and then there was a war preparation luncheon that very day, called with six hours notice.
Full Military Formal Dress was requested, and Dominic breathed a sigh of relief that he had actually finished his gear.
"Is there anything else that you require?" The maid asked.
"Where do I go to get more nail polish? It's impossible to get my nails clean enough, and I don't like wearing gloves to lunch." He asked.
"Was there none in your supplies?" She asked.
Dominic checked the storage ring quickly and shook his head. "There is some makeup, likely to hide bags under the eyes, but no nail polish. Oh, there are gloves here, a number of them. That must be why there is no polish.
Am I supposed to be wearing gloves to events?"
The maid giggled at his confusion.
