Sitting on a chair inside the church's cabin, Arad looked at the walls, "It's all the same everywhere,"
"This church is bigger than that of Alina, albeit with a different architecture than the one in the Elvish capital," Isdis said, lifting her hands up as Merida pulled the straps on her back, trying to squeeze her into the tight dress.
"You'll do with a diet," Merida growled, "Did those breasts of yours get bigger since the last time I measured you?"
Isdis laughed, "I wish," She touched her chest, "But it's probably my lungs. I've been practicing with air instruments lately, and it takes quite the breath out of me."
"Larger lungs, larger chest and it makes the breasts look bigger by pushing them forward." Merida looked at Arad, she had large breasts, but it made her a bit sad that even his chest was bigger than her, pure muscles and bones.
