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He waved Rasmus off while dropping, “anything would be fine.” “But my Prince, Lady Genevieve said that everyone would be dressed in the historian times to honor you and the early time of your existence. This kind of clothes aren’t being made by the humans anymore and I paid a lot to get this for you but if you don’t want them. I will go back to the shop and have the man sew new robes for you. If I offer him a good amount of money, I’m sure he would have a kingly outfit for you ready in less than five days. You know what; I think that is what I should do. What do you think?”

He said again, animatedly, coming down from the saddle, and leaning against the parapet that separated the arena, and showing his excessive concern for his friend who came back limping, pale, biting his lips in pain, and pressing with despair of the foot, so that at his insistence the others agreed to relieve him of the weight of armor and shields loosened the straps so that the trousers covered at the wrists were much too sought after by the painters, that dark red from which the Renaissance capitalized on them in their paintings famous. The short break was coming to an end and the two returned, tugging at their swords and twisting them to create the wonderful impression of the ladies who c

He was lost in thought, taking in the majestic scenery around him. He wore a flowing tunic made of rich, deep blue fabric that fell to his knees. The tunic was embroidered with gold thread, displaying intricate designs that signified his royal status. The fabric was light and airy, allowing him to move with ease in the warm afternoon sun. Underneath the tunic, he wore a white, high-collared shirt that was neatly tucked into his black trousers. The trousers were made of the finest wool, hugging his legs and accentuating his muscular physique.

Not ever. Rugien stood in the middle of the hall while all our eyes were fixed on him. He wore his princely clothes this time. It was composed of deep blue long sleeved cloth that looked crisp and adorned with different colored small medals and perfectly creased pants. He looked very attractive in it, and my heart pumped so hard against my rib cage. His eyes settled on my face before he looked at Frith with probing eyes. “Well, won’t anyone answer me?” His hands were shoved deep into his front pockets.

Despite how long it actually took to get ready. I still beat Marquise to the door. I had to wait at least a half hour for his arrival before he graced me with his appearance. I was taken aback at first. He was dressed in his formal Knight attire which consisted of rough and heavy thick fabric for both his long-sleeved shirt and pants. The formal attire was black with gold trim hems on the cuffs of his sleeves, collar, shirt, and pants. A corded gold rope tied a gold cape around his shoulders, giving him a very noble look. Upon the left side of his chest sat numerous medals he had attained over the many years of his service. He was quite dashing with his golden hair tied back. He looked dign

Sometimes, I felt like I was drowning in their expectations and demands. I stood before my mirror, adjusting the collar of my royal attire. The deep navy blue tunic, adorned with gold embroidery and detailed trimmings, was a sight to behold. The intricate designs had been carefully crafted by our best weavers, and the gold thread used to create them shone brilliantly in the light. The tunic was complimented by matching pants that hugged my legs and black boots that shone like polished ebony.

I pick up a padded cream shirt, a pair of brown trousers, a chainmail shirt and a brown leather armoured vest and belt. 'These must be for you,' I say to Magnus. He takes them from my hands and nods in approval. Next, I pick up a black linen tunic with silver embroidery along the collar, a pair of black trousers, and a long gambeson coat lined with matching silver embroidery. As I hand them to Alec, I spot a leather baldric falling from the clothes pile. I pick it up and pass it to Alec. 'These are very fine clothing,' Alec says. 'How do I look?' Magnus asks. I turn around to see he has already changed into his new clothes. 'I'm getting some Robin Hood vibes from you,' I giggle.

Ian saw enough of the first dragon shifter’s appearance he understood they were old and formal. First, they wore a modern take on medieval clothing. They looked like they were part of a Viking documentary. Tunics, pants, and boots. The women wore simple dresses that ended just past the knee. In place of winter jackets, they wore a heavy type of cloak. Ian realized the packages they carried were the cloaks wrapped around their clothing. He left the scene. Ian wondered how many generations of dragons flew that same way?

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's more, the clothes Lilith usually wore were clearly of Chinese origin while the official clothes he wore gave a French or English noble feel. This also reflected on the style of clothes the commoners were currently wearing. If he had to give an example, the majority seemed to follow the style of worn during the renaissance meanwhile he would see some of them wearing a leather mini skirt and shirt. It was honestly very confusing. But it wasn't really something he could ask. Since it seemed to be the common sense of this world. "Here! Hot and delicious. The chef even added an extra service for the couple. I hope you will like it."