82 King and the tailor man- Part 3
"I think it's gotten better. The dust must be out," Madeline didn't want Sophie poking her eyes with her fingers and calling it to be an accident. Madeline knew she wasn't dreaming and could feel Sophie's dislike towards her. The vampiress smiled at Madeline, who felt as if the dust had been only a ploy by the village girl who wanted to get close to the King.
"It is good to see that everyone is up early," Sophie clapped her hands together, "Maybe we can make so plans together and maybe go out later at noon?" she asked Madeline as she was the subject of her interest right now who had to be kept away from the King.
Calhoun had been looking at Madeline's eyes that didn't et his when he said, "I will be busy here in the court. I would rather prefer to have Madeline stay in here, and it includes you too Sophie. I wouldn't want Aunt Rosamund to complain like one of those tis when you almost got attacked by the Jackal."
Sophie blushed hearing this, as if she was embarrassed by Calhoun's words of that particular incident, "That was just one ti that happened."
"Indeed," said Calhoun, breaking his gaze away from Madeline to look at his cousin, "Once is enough. There won't be a second ti in my presence."
Madeline couldn't help but wonder how exactly the family dynamics worked around the King. It was because Calhoun called Sophie's mother as Aunt and Sophie addressed Calhoun as 'Brother Calhoun' where there was nothing brotherly about it if one looked closely. She wondered if it was common for close relatives to get married to each other when it ca to the night creatures. Maybe not direct brothers or sisters, but perhaps it was okay for cousins to marry each other to keep the blood clean and thick without bringing the humans into the picture as they were considered to be weaklings.
Calhoun had returned to take his seat on the throne. After a few minutes, Theodore entered the courtroom where the three of them were present.
"Milord, the tailorman has arrived," inford Theodore. It didn't go unnoticed by Calhoun on how Madeline's heart skipped a beat when Theodore ntioned about the tailor.
The ti Madeline had been dreading was here since she had found out that Calhoun had planned to get Jas in the castle. As she heard the footsteps co from behind Theodore, her eyes darted towards Calhoun who was looking at the entrance of the courtroom. She bit the inside of her cheek so that her nervousness didn't appear to be apparent.
Calhoun noticed this little exchange and smiled, a smile that was pleasant but one that had scheming ideas in the back of his mind.
Madeline was quick to lower her gaze so that they wouldn't share anymore looks in front of the demon who was present in the room. She heard Jas speak,
"Thank you for taking the ti to see . It is a privilege to be in the presence of the King," he bowed his head.
She turned her head so that she could look at both of them and she noticed how Calhoun had his chin tipped slightly that showed the authority he held in here or the lands everyone now stood on.
The mont the tailorman had stepped foot into the courtroom, the King had put him under his intense scrutiny. His eyes looked unmoving to an onlooker, but that didn't an Calhoun was not gauging the man who was under keen observation. There had been several tis the tailorman had arrived at the castle to take in the asurents but never had he directly dealt with the King as there were other tailors who did that.
By looks, the man was average to look at, which made Calhoun question what Madeline saw in this man, and as he thought this, his lips twitched.
"The honour is all ours," replied the King with a smile on his lips that didn't turn the tailorman as wary as he was supposed to be, "I have heard so much about your work and decided it was ti that I saw what use you can be for us."
Madeline gulped at Calhoun's words. She didn't know if he was speaking casually or if she was reading too much between the lines right now. She would continue to worry until Jas left unhard from the castle.
"It will be of great privilege to be able to make clothes for you. If you allow , milord," Jas answered with a polite tone. The man didn't know by first hand on how the King was except for the fact that he was holding Madeline as a hostage. It was only yesterday did he co to the castle to et her, but when he had proposed to speak to the King, Madeline had refused the idea, and she looked scared.
The King was smiling at him with a kind smile that made Jas wonder if he told the King that it was him who Madeline liked, the King would let her go.
"Theodore here needs new clothes, so does Mr. Flaren. They have been working very hard to keep Devon in a good state and out of danger. I thought it was only right I shower them with so presents. What do you think, Mr. Heathcliff?" asked Calhoun to Jas.
Jas looked slightly startled that the King knew his last na. The King was an important person and to have him know his na, he could only wonder if it was because of his tailoring skills or if it was because of the girl in the room with brown eyes.
"You are a generous man, milord," answered Jas.
The first one to be asured was Mr. Flaren, who had co with Jas inside the court, and once he was done, he was dismissed from the room. Then ca Theodore's turn, where Jas asked the man to raise his arms so that he could take down the asurent. During this ti, Madeline's eyes kept moving back and forth between Jas and Calhoun.
Sophie, who was standing there, said, "Lady Madeline had lost her handkerchief. Maybe you can ask the tailor to get so of them done for you," she reminded, letting everyone know how thoughtful she was.
Hearing Madeline's na, Jas who was done taking the next set of asurents from Theodore turned to look at Madeline to say, "I will be sure to make them if you let know what kind you are looking for."
Madeline only nodded her head as she didn't want to ignite a spark of fire in the room.
"On that sa note," started Calhoun and Madeline's heart felt like it started to slip down from her ribcage, "Do you only work with n's clothing or with won's clothing too?" He inquired even though he knew the dress Madeline had worn during the ball was stitched and made by Jas. Madeline didn't know why Calhoun asked this, and she looked at the King.
Jas answered with a smile on his face, "I have worked on won's clothing, milord. The dress that Miss Harris wore for the Hallow was made by ." Jas had made sure to let Calhoun know that he knew the woman.
"That is good to hear. I have been thinking about getting sothing stitched," upon Calhoun's words, she wondered if the King had just brushed away Jas' words until he continued, "A pale peach garter that is made of lace with frills that I can give. Not to have too tight elasticity so that it can be easily removed."
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