"Do I look fine with this?" Milord Aster asked me.
"Yes, Milord, you look good with it…" I said truthfully, but he pouted instead.
"This is the twentieth garment that I tried and you keep saying the same thing!" Aster snorted, "Hmph! You are no help at all."
I chuckled, "This servant said the truth, you do look good with everything."
"You are blind! You're just biased because… because—!"
"Because?" I grinned mischievously.
"Ugh! Go train with Irion!" Milord pouted and took the twenty first garment he needed to try. Tomorrow would be the winter feast for Grand Duchy Stormhill. Usually, public winter feast was held on December 25th. But because of the sudden change in grand duchy, the feast was pushed back to January 15th.
I laughed and bowed my head politely, "This servant shall train with Irion."
