[Honey]

"All of this clothing is really necessary?" The man questioned as he itched at the hem of the chemise before his hand was swatted away and the garment was straightened once again. "Yes, my lord. If you are going to play the part of a woman you must wear everything they normally would." Allowing for his face to slip into a displeased scowl, he slouched back to rest against the seat of the carriage he lifted a finger to pull the curtain from the small window so he could peer at the quickly nearing castle that laid before them. That is, until he was chastised once again. "Ladies do not scowl or slouch, my lord. Fix your posture" Turning his gaze back to the stern face of his handmaid, he distorted his face into a look of displeasure as he sat up once more, though he did not wipe the look away from his face. "Help should not be telling a marquess what to do, but you are doing it anyhow. I should be allowed to slouch if I wish." His testing of the woman was cut short as the carriage slowed to a stop at the entrance of the castle. With the scowl wiped clean from his face and his posture corrected, the door of the freight was opened to reveal one of the duke's many butler's bowing. Calmly stepping free of the ride's cabin, he offered a lady-like curtsy to the man before heading for the stairs of the manor