Move to the fitting room.
Inside, there's one full body mirror. About ten people are the size to put in at their leisure.
The non-Sasha samurai also came and began wearing them.
In front of a large systemic mirror, as instructed by the samurai, lower arms or lower. Pull your stomach in.
Fortunately, I hardly needed to resize my dress.
The samurai leave.
All you have to do is move yourself and check the finish, that's the signal for.
I looked in the mirror and went around on the spot. The cloth I sprinkled from my shoulder suddenly appeared. The spread of the skirt is not too large, and it is superior. It's never hard to move. When I try it on like this, the exposure doesn't feel that much either. Yeah! Isn't that nice? Self-admiration!
"This way, please"
Sasha offers me a fan.
"Thanks"
I hold a 'black fan' with a big name in my hand. Open it gently, in front of your chest.
I... I think Octavia's face is a cute system. The overall image is also pale based on the color of the hair and eyes. Light...... faint presence? Speaking of which, he seems nice. To put it badly, my majesty as a princess is a little short. Even if I'm sure, I can't feel the sweetness.
That's the synergy between fans and dresses?
I'll float Princess Smile in the mirror.
You look more noble with an increment than usual!
"Something... I think I've discovered a new side of His Highness. I think I've pioneered it. Your Highness. Normally, dresses worn should not be made in this direction as well?
The number of dresses usually worn is sufficient. But it was a plan that moved my mind inside. I guess I'll try that when the opportunity comes.
"That might be nice, Sasha."
And, in the corner of the mirror, there was a reflection of Matilda entering the fitting room. She was out of her seat on the way while she was dressed.
"That dress looks great on you. Your Highness."
"Thank you, Matilda"
"I've got what you want"
Matilda had in her hand a tray with jewelry on it. A samurai, who received Matilda's glance and entered the room late, kept a pair of shoes near me.
On the tray is a pendant with a large sapphire.
The shoes placed are silver. those with delicate embroidery. Notably, the low heel.
I wondered what the outfit and shoes would be as I watched them steadily tidy in the mirror during the change of clothes. The thing that bothered me the most was the dress, so I can decide the rest for myself.
And the outfits are strictly controlled because there will be many jeweled items with foreheads that have been handed down to the royal family for generations or are likely to pop out eyeballs, and we all like this. - How easy it is to choose. It is also about Matilda, the chief woman, who puts her in storage outside the royal family.
Because shoes, this is not a design, I choose it for ease of wear! You can't choose anything but me. It hurts too much to challenge you to a quasi ball with brand new! Mostly my legs!
And he pondered as he stared at his dress as it could be done in the mirror.
I asked Matilda to bring me what I had decided.
Those are two things:
Costume - I miss wearing it on nothing, even though it's still shiny, so I just choose one pendant. Large, oval-cut sapphires fit into the pedestal and the stone color is a bit purple. It was worn by the princess for generations, a dish of tradition and format.
Shoes - I made them for public use, but sometimes I usually wear them, the ones I was used to. Shoes worn by royal and aristocratic women are commonly high heels. He'll be taller, and his legs will look longer.
... but not for walking long distances. Well, the royal castle is huge. The main way to get around is on foot. What happens if you walk around in high heeled shoes every day? I can strain my legs! At night, my foot massage won't make me do it! The samurai work in such a painful manner...? If I thought so, this one was wearing shoes with proper low heels.
High-class women's shoes focus on appearance. Working women's shoes were divided by practical emphasis.
I also decided to have the latter introduced. That's this. Silver shoes.
Wear these two and rework the diluted makeup a little. If you tie only some of your hair and get it done in a dripping fashion, it's done.
Finally, with my changed shoes, I walk inside the fitting room. No sign of shoe rubbing, and no worries about this on the same day!
A high heel shoe requires skill in dancing. With these shoes, you can take steps at the dance, you can use your feet badly, without later pain, without dragging tiredness -.
... Dance?
My eyebrow root stopped by.
"Your Highness. Because of this, why don't you show that to Master Alderton?
"I was wondering if you'd like that."
Sasha suggests, Matilda is also nodding.
"Yep..."
Though I answered that, I was carefree.
Da n S!
I forgot! Give this to me for the semi!
No, me too, I learned it right. It has been carefully planted since childhood. Back then, being an adult made it difficult for me to dance differently in height, so my brother was the practitioner without question. My brother Reed was good. My brother dodged magnificently even when I was about to step on his feet. In the meantime, he also had the high-difficulty technique of correctly pulling out my steps.
I can even dance, so I'm on track, and, uh, me, aren't you good at dancing? What a rough nose. It seemed difficult, but it would be easy if I tried!
Dance classes, I already mastered them, so what a skip they were even. How horrible......! Once upon a time I......!
Naturally, that tail return comes.
The tragedy is, when I was ten. As a princess, though I've had about a face before, the official event debut of the royal family.
And on the day of the first ball, it happened. I danced with my brother first. That's good. No problem. My brother covered my poor dance with a cool face.
To my next dance opponent, I made a scene.
"One song" and I've signed up for a dance was gaining momentum at the time, the merchant's son.
My father's partner, Master Edgar, is the former merchant, and at that time, quite a few merchants were entering the court, weren't they?
I gladly responded. 'Cause even if my parents told me to "dance with the princess," a boy my age invited me to a dance, right?
The boys are dancing to each other's twitches - it was me who turned my fingers and looked at them with envy.
There was no reason to say no.
My prediction was that I could dance with brilliant breath, should have......
But.
The dance ended in tragic consequences. I'm worn out already. I sucked at dancing. And their dance skills were probably normal. I stomped my foot around, like, dancing? and the beginning and end of the question mark.
Originally, I was supposed to dance more, but when I got hit, I pulled back early.
Regrettably, I later wrote a "sorry" letter to the merchant's son.... I didn't hear back. The merchant, before and after I sent him a letter, was being held captive for opening up an evil sales channel and circulating nasty merchandise.
Because of this, the attendance of merchants was greatly reduced at the next ball….
This is the backdrop to my first ball......!
From the next day, I started practicing my dance violently. Good luck. Good luck. So, from suck, it's been annexed...! But like this, I feel deeply left with a bad feeling about dancing.
I would dance if I were invited, and I was able to do it to an extent that wasn't ugly.
However, there is a blank. I was absent from the aristocrat-sponsored semi ball.
Barely, I was only at the ball.
- Even at that ball, I only dance with my body!
The last time I danced was at last year's ball, only with Alec. And Alec, like his brother, is the bearer of a rare talent that my dance will overwhelmingly lift to match my dexterity!
So even if you can dance well with Alec, that's because of Alec!
"Sa, Your Highness."
"Yep..."
Guided by Sasha, from the fitting room, to the costume room.
Even as I walked, in my head looking down and leaning down, it was all about dancing.
Calm down...... it's me! The body should remember, so if you get used to it, you'll be fine.
Before Count Reddington's semi ball, if you dance and practice......
"Dear Alderton. How do you feel about seeing His Highness?
Matilda is asking Clifford.
Clifford?
I raised my face. Dark blue eyes and gaze meet. I hear Clifford was waiting inside the costume room as it was. Maybe Matilda said something.
I don't mind that... I kept my mouth open before Clifford could say anything.
"Clifford. Can you dance?
I'm sure he had an impatient look on his face.
"… to the extent of preference"
Pass!
"I really want to practice dancing. Stay with me."
This is a princess order! Refusal is not allowed!
I'm wearing the costume of the day, and it's perfect for a simulation. I don't think that Clifford has the skill to dance with his brother or Alec.
Probably also learned to dance as an adopted son of the Earl of Alderton family, to an extent.
That if I could dance against Clifford like that without much failure, my dance wouldn't be degrading either!
Only Matilda and Sasha to the audience, me and Clifford stood in the middle of the practice room, opposite each other. The hall used as a venue during the ball is just not available, so here it is. It is also soundproofed.
Where I initially licked and rotted and later practiced dancing in death, bitter memories......!
The music you play during a dance usually doesn't make it without a live performer, but this is Royal Castle. There is no other secret weapon. Auto-playing instruments! It also covers the repertoire of dances!
"I am Your Highness's escort..."
"Am I going to leave the Black Fan with someone else during the dance? You don't need a weapon to dance."
Clifford showed difficulty to the end by letting go of the sword. As a knight of escorts, it's my job to keep myself safe. I can't believe you let go of your weapon. But you're in the way of doing the dance, so you can't keep your sword on.
In the practice room, me and Clifford. Sasha to Matilda. Just these four. From the point of view of safety, the number of people was reduced to the extreme. This is unlikely to put me in danger unless Clifford is wearing a sword or the Matildas are spies.
"Instead of having a sword, you could be more dangerous on this occasion?
Clifford finally agreed to this after I insisted.
"... Your Highness is right. Let's keep it."
After looking at me, laughing all the time, he gave his sword to Matilda.
Clifford, who let go of his sword, albeit temporarily, looks restless when compared to normal. Fresh. You mean because your expression barely moves, you know the difference?
"Are you anxious without a weapon?
"Because the time you let go is shorter."
"Didn't I tell you to take off any weapons other than the long sword?
If you're the one who makes the battle work, you've got a spare weapon hidden somewhere. At least one. Multiple for some people. Grey, the knight of the guard who was my first love, gave me an lecture.
For a time, my boom became 'Weapon Hit'. A knight or soldier hits where he's hiding his weapon. I miss you. You wanted to show Gray the good part. I stopped patting after I broke my heart......
"Weapon Hit" or...
Mainly in the outfit, observe Clifford from bottom to top.
A dark blue uniform, only allowed to be worn by the knight of the escort. Royal crest. It's a floral position, and it adds to the look. Those who don't look good, they don't look good by despair. You can only wear handsome, brutal uniforms......!
Besides, I have no idea where you're hiding your weapon. Zero unnaturalness. There's no gap at all!
"- Speaking of which, Your Highness was good at 'arming' or something."
"You know Clifford, too? It's about my childhood."
"Yes, ma'am. I asked Her Highness."
"Matilda..."
You're not familiar with any other embarrassing episodes, are you?
"Anything, he said, pointed out the crook who was entering the castle in" Weapon Hit ""
"Bender......"
Yeah. There it is. That happened too. Anyway, it's associated with my first love episode. Even the castle made a scene.
"That was obvious."
"Obvious?"
The maiden in love, with all her heart to be praised by Gray, has been playing 'Weapon Hit'! If you do the numbers, you'll see the common denominator, and you know who's out of the basics, even if you don't like it. Soldiers, for example, are almost uniform because they also teach their bosses where to hide their spare weapons. I wonder if it's called the position of the cheap pie.
"The stash was probably different. Besides, he didn't want me to be a" weapon fighter. "
I was a princess and a child. So everyone in the castle was comfortable with 'Weapon Hit' as well. People who don't like it are extremely suspicious. Besides, you've been calling from yourself to me.
I got scared and asked Gray for help. That happened to be the right answer. Gray, who can cross swords with the bender who showed his identity, looked just fine and I fell back in love. Shortly afterwards, Gray's gonna make love come true and leave!
Oh, by the way, the aim of the crook, he said, was Alec. The crook spoke to me as part of it.
By order of his employer, he was trying to grab Alec. My fifty year old was in love with Alec, who wasn't even ten years old yet... Not anymore...... No, Alec's an angel now and in the past, isn't he? I know how you feel - there must be! If you thought you could protect Alec, you didn't throw out my boom back then either. Yeah.
"I see. Because of this, do you want to 'hit the weapon' on me too?
Clifford told me that, and I waved for the first time.
"I've already tried. Surrender. It seems you don't have the basics of my Weapon Hit."
"- Me too, no, no?
Clifford's mouth is distorted.
Indeed, in Clifford with the hitherto escort knight, the fur color is different. Even in the sense of birth, in that we are not yet in a relationship with the same sex! But if you affirm it here, it's going to be like you're looking at Clifford as a crook, from the way things are going.
Um, and.
"You don't hate 'Weapon Assault', do you? Even if you're different from those around you, what matters is afterwards. The bender refused, but what if he told me where to hide his weapon?
If you were a crook, you'd never reveal your hands like that! And there's simply curiosity.
"I don't mind."
I have to.
"- You may betray Your Highness's expectations."
When I thought I wasn't going to tell you, it was early for me.
"I plant daggers in my cuffs and shoes. I thought it might be a very common place."
"... oh, yeah"
"Isn't that a boring result for Your Highness?
Boring or... normal as a stash. It's unexpected there. But I can't believe there's a dagger, even if I see it in the right place. I twist my neck.
Besides, is Clifford anxious without a long sword, even with two spare weapons... Difficult. Occupational disease?
- The music started playing.
Looks like we're ready. Automatically the instrument plays is the dance. It's titled the court dance song, and a composer named Weisenen. A man who lived long enough in the days of King Us, he has left behind many songs of dance.
The court dance song is a classic during the classic. The one with a lot of intimacy.
It's a popular song, so this definitely takes the same day.
"His Highness Octavia. Can I have one song for you?
Taking over the formality, I got a polite invitation from Clifford.
"Be nice."
Nod gently.
Give me your hand.
Lay your right hand over the palm of the hand offered with the words. They grip me back and draw my body around a lot. My other hand turned to my waist.