Part Twenty-one
Translator: Trespasserby
The store clerk had clearly been startled by the sword. He stared, wide-eyed, at Sword Spirit for quite so ti. It was only after Sword Spirit urged him once again that he snapped out of it. Looking apologetic, he said, “I am truly sorry. The gown outside has been reserved by the daughter of Duke Biggs, the Lady Marisa.”
Sword Spirit and ng were both stunned. They hadn’t expected to hear a familiar na here. Aren’t Duke Biggs and Marisa the father and daughter pair from the palace?
Sword Spirit never thought that peacock would actually reserve such a plain and simple dress. Could it be that she doesn’t want to be a peacock but rather a dove?
“Everyone knows that His Highness, Prince Edward, likes white and favors clothing with simple, flowing lines. At this ball, every young lady will be wearing angelic white, and the style of the garnts will be simplistic. It’s been really difficult on us, having to make a hundred or so. Every dress has to be as simple as possible, and everything the designer sees every day is white. While each dress must be simple, each must also be different. Tears are about to fall from his eyes from making them.” The store clerk grimaced.
“A hundred or so?” Sword Spirit perked up his ears as he listened, simultaneously imagining the scene. Several hundred won all wearing white… It would probably resemble a dance held at a hospital, full of nurses running around everywhere.
“Sword Spirit, should we look for a white dress too?” ng asked in a small voice.
“No!” Sword Spirit suddenly shouted. ng wasn’t very eye-catching to begin with. If she wears the sa color as everyone else, won’t she fade into the crowd? He imdiately asked, “Store clerk, do you have any other colors? We are in urgent need.”
Shocked, the store clerk hastily replied, “Y-yes. Plenty. Recently, every color other than white has had poor sales. I think we have blue, red, orange, green, pink…”
“Pink and blue,” Sword Spirit decided in an instant.
The store clerk nodded and imdiately opened a wardrobe off to the side. Inside were many gowns. He pulled out a sky blue dress and a pale pink dress. The sky blue dress was the sa style as the white one outside. Both of them were a rmaid design, but the blue one was sowhat more complex, with a collar shaped like a flower. The pink gown had a ruffled skirt made with lightweight gauze and a bodice trimd with many pearls set into the shapes of small flowers.
Sword Spirit was still deciding between the stylishness of the blue gown and the adorableness of the pink gown when ng tugged on Sword Spirit, saying quietly, “I-I like the pink one.”
Sword Spirit glanced at ng in surprise. It was her first ti expressing any opinion on fashion. Feeling that it was a good start, Sword Spirit imdiately signaled the store clerk to bring the pink dress over. Blushing, ng took the gown while handing Sword Spirit to the store clerk, and walked into the changing room.
“This girl is really refreshing. She seems to be the type that Prince Edward likes,” the store clerk suddenly comnted.
Sword Spirit shot a look at the store clerk, and said sowhat dismissively, “How would you know what type Prince Edward likes? You two really close?”
Sword Spirit had only thought to ridicule the store clerk a bit and never expected the store clerk to casually reply, “Naturally. We t ten years ago. Prince Edward didn’t like the royal tailor and felt that the clothing he made was too elaborate. He went out to look for clothes on his own and took a liking to our garnts right away. Since then, all of the prince’s formal wear has been made by us.”
Sword Spirit’s eyes widened. What a coincidence!
The store clerk cast a look at Sword Spirit and explained, “Otherwise, did you think an illustrious duke’s family wouldn’t have their own exclusive designer, and would deign to visit our clothing store? Don’t look down on our business. Almost all of those one hundred-odd girls who ordered tailored gowns belong to the nobility. Everyone knows His Royal Highness’s clothes are made by us.”
The store clerk suddenly looked left and right, and then secretly told Sword Spirit, “Please don’t say that I haven’t looked after you. Stay a bit longer. Everyone believes that His Royal Highness has already sent soone to pick up his suit, but that’s not actually the case. His Royal Highness always cos in person. To avoid the crowds, he usually cos in very late, and in addition, he has ordered many pieces of clothing this ti. He even had casual wear made this ti too. Discussing the design and trying on the clothing and such will probably take several trips.”
Sword Spirit’s eyes glead. This really is excellent news. What better opportunity is there to et with the prince?
“Sword Spirit…”
Sword Spirit looked over. ng timidly poked her head out from behind the curtain, completely unwilling to show anything else.
“Hurry and co out,” Sword Spirit urged.
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