The Forgotten
Mother, I have no wish to play the spoiled princess, but I absolutely cannot stand this fabric next to my skin any longer!
"The young lady is right, Amethyst. The fabric has yet to be treated and softened and is rather itchy." Stepping back, the seamstress crossed her arms and appeared to be in deep concentration, when she suddenly snapped her fingers. "I know. I have a bolt of the same material that has been cleaned and treated for softness and is a lovely shade of pale blue." Turning, she left the room and came back with a bolt of beautiful material. The pale blue was almost sparkling. When Violet, the seamstress got closer, she realized why. It was shot through with very fine threads of g
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