02-14-2017, 01:38 AM
In the time it took the tailor to gather materials, Didier had more than enough time to think about their predicament. He did not know why he had such a soft spot for the fallen kingdom, or why his father had a blind spot when it came to them. As if to alleviate some of the pain his father had caused the kingdom, Dider tried to do what he could to help the prince.
The tailor and Didier approached and knocked. Didier would introduce the Prince and the tailor and then let the two begin their work together. The tailor had brought some already made garments in several sizes, and several shades of blues, purples and greens to see what might suit their unwilling guest. Didier wanted to make sure he had something to wear, while the tailor also took measurements and showed the bolts of fabric he had brought as well. "It is just us," Didier called, looking at the small middle aged man with his arms full next to him. He glanced at the bolts of fabric he himself had carried over, thinking the dark green in his arms would bring out the blue in the prince's eyes and pink in his hair lovely.
The tailor, having had Didier tell him the prince's hair was very long, also brought some ribbon to tie it back with and braid into it.
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