Furleigh came down from his apartment to take the air, behind him was Sierra, the young man took a few seconds to realize it, and when he did, he noticed that the girl was still naked and that she was attracting the attention of all the inhabitants of the town.
"I guess I have to get you clothes," he told the girl even though she didn't understand him.
Furleigh made the dragon walk to a tailor's shop, the clerk came out to the counter as fast as he could when he heard the door bell ring and when he saw Sierra naked he couldn't help but get excited.
"I need clothes for the girl," said the boy, calling the attention of the clerk, who called his mother right away; A woman in her forties with a mole on the lower part of her lip came out to attend to them, she made the clothes and had to take measures to adjust them as much as possible to the person who dressed them; When she saw the naked girl, she slapped her son and sent him running to his room.
"What were you thinking?" The woman asked, referring to what clothes she wanted the girl to wear.
Furleigh had no idea what clothes could fit the girl, in fact he had no idea what kind of clothes existed, he himself still wore the scorched armor with which he had presented himself to Kara and the rest, something that apparently didn't draw much attention to the Dragonslayers despite having spent more than two months with it on every day.
"Uh, I think a dress would look good on her," said the boy thinking about the clothes he had seen Africa wear during their mandatory dates.
"And you?" The woman asked, looking up and down at the clothes the boy was wearing.
"Me? I'm doing well," the boy said, truly believing that it was going well.
"Nonsense" exclaimed the woman approaching the girl and starting to take her measurements, the woman took a tape with numbers and circled the bust, belly and hips of the girl, then she wrote down the numbers 100, 65 and 93 in a notebook and the letter F.
"Good. Now you, take off that disgusting thing and throw it away, I'm going to put real clothes on you, "ordered the woman with an authority tone; Furleigh didn't ignored her, since the woman seemed to know what she was talking about, or at least to know more than he did what he was talking about; When she finished with the measurements the boy entered through the door to the workshop, the boys spent more than half an hour waiting for the woman to come out with the clothes, while was waiting, Sierra looked curious at the store touching everything she could and being scolded by Furleigh every time She did it; After another hour of waiting the woman came out with her clothes ready, for Sierra she had prepared black pants, a green shirt with a belt and brown shoes, and to Furleigh she gave him a blue shirt with a shoulder pad that crossed her chest and back, black pants, falconry gloves and black shoes, Furleigh put it all on without question, but in Sierra's case the boy had to put it on by force, which did not help his reputation. "Well, you can go, I'll talk to Praxis on the price of the clothes, calm down, I'll omit that several clothes weren't for you, "she said winking at him as a confidentiality, Furleigh smiled relieved that he didn't have to pay and left the premises with Sierra following him".