Jasmine had been given Royal Robes by Malistaire as part of his plan, and, well, she was royal.
The base of the outfit was red, and the trim gold. The crown was cone-shaped and had a long tail, the dress was like any other princess' dress in the Spiral (Their Solar System), and she had what you might call "slippers" or "dressy shoes".
Jasmine lifted her dress up slightly and spun around, smiling.
It was hard and took time, but soon there was a red and gold dress with spaghetti strap dress on Zoey, too. Even a fur-clip with a crown had been forced onto her head.
Jasmine was now sitting upon Shadowhorn with Zoey in her lap again. They strode threw the Grizzleheim camp, past the guards, who bowed down to her, strangely, and let her into the King.
Jasmine left Shadowhorn outside with the guards, and entered with Zoey stumbling beside her.
The King nodded with approval as she stepped forward, with a cursty.
It seemed to be the moon tatoo on Jasmine's head, it was like a birthmark. No, it was a birthmark. A Royal Birthmark.
He had a quick chit-chat with her and handed her a few manuals and saluting her, in which Jasmine saluted back. Then she was escorted to the Nidavellir by two guards.