Blanche asked this question shyly. I felt that sore, tingly ache in my nose when I saw her like this. No matter how much of a little adult she seed, she was still only eleven years old. It was a given shed want attention from her parents. Of course, Princess Blanche. Im sure His Majesty would be happy as well.
Do you think hed dance with as well? She asked hopefully.
Mm, I dont know how to respond to that.Its not like I can just co out and say, Sorry man, your dad just sucks balls at dancing.
I admit to being a bit surprised when Sabelian had told he sucked at dancing.To think he had aflawlike that I thought he was perfect in pretty much everything. Well, I guess no one really is perfect.As soon as Id heard him say that, I gave up on the dance. I dont want to force soones hand just for a dance. Id much rather hear Sir Moize complain. Perhaps when you grow up a bit more, Princess Blanche?
I see I tried to soften the blow for her, but the girl still seed rather dejected. It looked like she was very much looking forward to the festival. I pondered possibilities for a second. Would you like to dance with instead, then?
.What? Blanche looked at in utter surprise. Her soft, rabbit-like eyes widened into full moons before curving upwards in a smile. Yes! Idloveto dance with you, Miss Abigail!
Eh? Isnt she a littletoohappy about this? And here Id just said it to distract her for a bitAs I was searching about for my next words, Clara popped into the conversation herself. What a great idea! You two would look amazing together!
Norma nodded in agreent.Well I was planning on refusing, but now everyones just setting the stage for .I coughed in embarrassnt, A-ahem, all right then. Would you like to practice together, then?
Of course! She gave a huge smile, her little pearly whites gleaming. I carefully held her hands in mine. We couldnt dance like a normal couple because of the difference in our heights so instead, we decided to do a group routine together.
The music box started to play and I moved my feet in rhythm with Blanches. The of my previous life had never danced.At all.Dancing wasa shaful thing for . Getting stared at, even more so. It was worse since people werent actually staring at my dancing skills. They were too busy making fun of a pig that danced.
Well, thankfully, I get to live in a beautiful persons body now.Abigail was beautiful, liked to dance and was actually quite talented at it. My body rembered the rhythm and moved accordingly to the music, almost instinctively.
One, two, three. One, two, three.I stepped forward and looked at Blanche at the sa ti. Our eyes t, and the tiny little girl smiled.
Yeah, so what if I cant dance with Sabelian? Blanche is willing to dance with anyway!I felt like I had the world in my hands at this very mont. I felt I could dance till my feet exploded. Blanche was bouncing up and down in happiness as well. She was energetic even after the song had ended. Clara ca up to us with a face full of tears, saying on a sob, You twolookedsosobeautiful! Miss Abigail looked cool, and Princess Blanche looked cuteAhh, so lovely!
This kidis a woman of culture, isnt she? I can easily give her the position of vice president of the fan club.Thank you, Clara.
You two lookperfecttogether. Everyone will surely be amazed on the day of the dance!
Thatmuch? I should ask Verite to show later on.
Now that its co to this, how about you two wear matching dresses? I think itd look splendid!
What the hell? Thatis aGREATidea! I cant let this chance pass.Matching dresseswhat do you think, Blanche?
I like it! But Blanche trailed off.Does she not like it, after all?I wondered as i looked at her with a nervous heart, but thankfully the girl smiled as she finished brightly, I dont know what would look pretty on , soId like you to pick!
The dresses?
Yes!
Solets get this straight. She wants to wear a dress I pickedand she wants to dance in it? Doesnt that an I can design those clothes myself? Oh Lord, did I save an entire country in my previous life or sothing? Wait, no I didnt. Is thisBuddhas generosity? Jesus gift??I was so happy that a grin spread across my face. At the sight of my full-blown grin, Blanche stepped back in surprise, I-If you dont want to Im sorry
Of course I do! I put away my grin imdiately.Damn this killer smile of mine.Ill prepare a dress that will surely fit you, so just tell what you like.
Yes!
This felt like the luckiest day of myentirelife. Nothing can stop now!! Blanche! Trust in ! Ill turn you into the star of the festival!!
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MmI wonder what Blanche would look good in Verite, what do you think? I showed Verite a few of my sketches. It was sothing I drew for Blanche.
I think youd look good in the first one.
Not, Blanche. I need sothing that would fit her! I was going for a mother-daughter look, but the star of the show must be Blanche.Im just a re extra! I needsothingthat would make Blanche look good.Verite looked resigned, Youre going to say they all look good on her no matter what I say, though.
Of course I will! There was no question of it. Verite shook his head in annoyance before fading from the mirror.
Hmm Maybe I should ask the maids instead?I took a look at my sketches again. Blanche was the type to like flowers, frills, and ribbons. She was the sort that really enjoyed the feeling of flair and sparkle la shalala-laaaa~. Her favorite colors were pink, sky blue, or pastel tones.
I had lots of different clothes in mind, like for instance, the modern one piece dress. But making sothing vastly different from the current fad would be a wee bit troubleso.
The current fad in this country was similar to sothing known as therobe la franaise. It was the type of clothing where the wearer would tighten their waist with a corset to accentuate their hips and breasts, and wear panniers to add volu to their skirts. So would add extra fabric to the back of their skirts to make it look almost like a robe as well.
If I went with the conventional route, I could just go with the current trend, but I dont want to do that to Blanche. The clothes of this era werent ant for children. It made sense. After all, even back in my own world, clothes specifically for children didnt exist until the 18th century.
Back then, people just downsized adult clothing for kids. No one ever bothered to consider a childs physique when they made clothes. Putting a corset and panniers on achild, of all peoplewas a strange and terrifying thing indeed.
I wanted to make clothing that Blanche would feel comfortable in but making sothing too modern would be strange. I needed sothing that would fit in, yet still be comfortable when worn. I stared into my drawings, stuck deep within my own thoughts. By then, Verite had floated back into existence again. He pointed at one of my drawings, Whats that thing over there? It looks pretty interesting.
This thing? I picked up one of my sketches. Verite had an interested look on his face as he peered at it. Yeah. Thats a dress, right? Its strange.
Was this dressa bit too modern for this world?I looked anxiously at him, Does it look weird?
Not really. Ive just never seen it before.
I sighed in relief inwardly.Thank goodness it doesnt look too bad.But then again, with how normal it looked, I was unsure how much Blanche would like it.
Well, Ive co up with a lot of designs, so surely at leastoneof them must suit her tastes.I organized my drawings, feeling much more light of heart, By the way, did you see Blanche dance last ti? She was cute, wasnt she?
Yes, yes, of course she was. I couldnt feel one whit of emotion from his perfunctory reply.This guy Ill have to lecture him on the greatness of Blanche tonight as well.Just as I was about to start on my tirade, I heard a knock on my door. It was Norma. Miss Abigail, its almost ti for your dance.
Ah, is it really? Ill be there soon. I hadnt even realized since Id been so busy looking at my designs. Verite waved goodbye from the mirror carelessly, Have fun, Your Majesty.
Sure, sure. Dont forget to watch Blanche dance! I left for the practice room where Blanche was waiting.Dancing with Blanche! What ajoyousthing it was~! Plus, today is the day I get to show off my drawings to Blanche!I felt my pace quicken just thinking about it. I opened the door, my heart thumping loudly in my chest. Blanche imdiately ran up to greet . Ah, Miss Abigail, welco!
Im sorry for being late, princess. I wanted to show you sothing. I handed her the stack of drawings in my arms. Blanche looked up at curiously, Show sothing?
Its the designs for the dresses were going to wear during the festival.
Wow! Theyre so pretty! Blanche looked at the drawings, her amazent written all over her face.Yay, thank goodness she likes them. I wouldnt know what to do if she didnt.Theres a lot, so please choose sothing that you would like.
Y-yes! Ill choose sothing thatll suit you well!
No, dont, choose sothing for yourself!But I couldnt actually say it aloud, since the girl looked so thrilled. I shrugged ntally.Well, whatever. Its not like shed look bad no matter what she wore.Blanche called a maid over to hold onto the papers for her.
Please keep it safe. It cant get wet or be blown away by the wind! Blanche spoke to the maid with a very serious voice. To think shed orderno, request sothing like that of the maid with such a solemn face. I hid my smile under my hand as I spoke, Now then, shall we dance?
Ah, yes! Blanche ran over to my side imdiately. This ti, we managed to secure an actual band for us to dance to.Good, good. Everythings perfect.We got into our positions and waited for the musicians to start. Blanche was looking at with a face full of focus.
But right before the dance actually started, all the maids leaped up from their seats as one. They all looked pale as heck.What was up with that?The maids were bowing towards whatever was behind . So I looked behind as well.
Hello, Abigail.
Your Majesty?What the hell areyoudoing here, of all people?
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