Something strange came over Angelo when Henry confirmed his plain taste and the man ran around his shop, suddenly energized and inspired.
Alix shook his head at the man's actions and put a hand on his forehead as if he was embarrassed.
Occasionally the older man would return with a leather strip so he could measure the width of Henry's shoulders and other various aspects that would assure the fit of the garments he was seeking.
The man kept muttering as he went on with his work.
"Such broad shoulders and a slim waist," Angelo mumbled before going off to another armoire with premade items inside of it. He pulled a few pieces and brought them to a wooden table. "Need something soft since a lady won't be able to resist standing close."
As he pulled more and more clothing, he glanced at Henry as he found colors more suitable to the knight's skin tone.
