Blouse Medieval Novels & Stories

“Not just hunter green, but medieval style. Look at the details we added: the drop waist with the silver looped chain, the square neckline instead of sweetheart, and Terez even added strips of matching velvet to the boning in the corset.” She held up what looked like floaty bell sleeves in some kind of loose, gossamer fabric. “And these. We can’t forget these.” Lys tugged one onto Becca’s arm, fastening the silver clip around her upper arm. “Faux sleeves! Aren’t they great?” Becca lifted her arm, watching the sheer green shimmer in the light. “I suppose—” Terez nodded. “Put the dress on, miss. You can’t see the full effect otherwise.”

After he left Liam followed suit and flashed out of the castle to meet up with Ben. They won't follow the ladies but would likely keep track of them. To relay the final outcome of today exploration to their king. ******* "Is this clothes comfortable, I can help you with outing clothes" Rosie said to Andrea who was wearing assassin all black that looks similar to yesterday's outfits. Just that they are chains that beautifully designed the trousers she was wearing, the clothes was called body hug black outfits. The royals has separate outing clothes, if they want to have a view outside the castle, all clothes has the symbol of the devon.

What scary nonsense is this? Anna has seen awful things in her life, yet this one topped it by anyone's standard. On her were a prevailing style of dress like in the early medieval period; now a dirty leine/tunic, and under, a brat or cloak. The brat was rectangular and made from wool, brightly colored, with ornate decorative borders. The leine was an ankle-length, sleeveless garment worn next to the skin and made of white bright linen. "Okay, then. Harry, correct me If I'm wrong, are you a werewolf? Care to tell me now, I'm dying of curiosity."

The sleeves were also like that, only reaching halfway through the forearm. Moreover, it had a standing back collar that looked like the shell of a clam. With a few alterations, it would seem to be made for a mermaid princess. “…can I have this?” Andrea looked up at the female employee and the owner. The look on their faces somewhat suggested that it was not something they would give to a Mrs. Pearce.

Small blue stones accent the krúna upon her head. Today she wears a deep blue gown made from fabric richly woven with silver embroidery along the neckline, bodice, sleeves, and hem in elaborate interlocking serpentine patterns. Beneath this is a pale linen underdress with wide sleeves decorated with fine hints of silver woven into the borders. A heavy dark blue cloak lined with thick fur falls from her shoulders; its edges embroidered in similar trim as her dress. Matching silver brooches with chains secure the cloak.

The dimly lit room, along with its dark and heavy presence, made my skin shiver, as the small bonfire in the corner of the gothic medieval-style room was not enough to warm my oddly freezing body. In accordance with my astounding awaking, I sat on the surface of where I was and tried to get up, yet I squirmed and struggled when I felt that my hand was tied. My eyes drifted down to my tormenting arms, and then I saw that I was no longer wearing modern clothes, but instead, it was suppressed by a navy blue ruffled puffy medieval dress.