"I can go ask."

"It's not really important. Just. Trying to get my bearings."

"Someone'll probably come to help you get dressed when it's half an hour to dinner, so it's more than that."

Nod.

"Get dressed in - what, exactly - "

"There's kind of a lot of options, since everyone, uh, died."

"Yeah, but - are all meals formal attire here, and - I guess it doesn't really matter what your formal attire looks like, I guess none of it matters - "

"I think it's important for you to like your dresses, actually. Otherwise you end up feeling like - a little girl's dress-up toy."

"Yeah, I just meant that that's maybe kind of inevitable."

"You don't like any dresses?"

"I don't like - " vague handwave. "I dunno, maybe some of them'll look - fine."

"If you know what you like we can get more like that made but not in time for dinner. I could show you your options?"

Nod. "Yeah. Thank you."

So they can go around to a lot of different empty rooms looking at dresses. They come in a lot of styles, actually, because these are the closets of ten different dead women. They're all brightly colored and make excessive use of silk.

Are there any that are not very brightly covered and really covering and that look like you could maybe wear them in a marketplace or something without immediately attracting everyone's attention?

There are some that meet any one of these criteria! 

"So the problem here is that right now I kind of want to not look like I am married to a pharaoh, but probably this is a terrible idea."

"Do you think he'd be annoyed about it?"

"I don't know who he is. I know that he hates this place. I don't know whether he - what his expectations are for decorum, right now. Or what he'll read into it. Or anything, really."

"You could go with mourning? Since the old pharaoh's dead?"

Nodnod. " - yeah. Let's go with that."

So they can get her a long black dress that is modest and would not stand out especially in the market and while they are arranging that another servant will find them to tell them it's half an hour to dinner.

Then in half an hour she can follow someone to dinner, probably.

She's still wandering around the palace. She doesn't actually want to miss dinner, though, or leave Korva alone for too long, so at some point she heads back towards Korva's room.

Someone finds her and tells her that she should get dressed for dinner.

" - how d'you need to be dressed to eat dinner?"