"Here it is Madame... Well, I really tried my best to make it look pretty and a bit feminine but my hands just worked on their own as if they had their own mindset. So what do you think?" Yulie asked as she pulled a mannequin wearing a men's wear.
It was better than what Felicia expected. There were no frills, it was better than what she imagined. She really has gained a gem for this talent! Goddess, it really is the best decision for her to invest so much in her.
"It's pretty..." Even Olivia couldn't help but to also feel drawn over the men's wear. The fabric may not be the same quality that she's using right now, however, it is still very beautiful.
"Thank you... I just couldn't help but think about her Ladyship that I was able to get motivated by making this. Why don't you try it, My Lady?" She asked, excited over the outcome if Felicia wore it.
"Sure, where?" She asked as she couldn't help but gaze at the tailored suit for her. "Let me guide you," Yulie responded as she pushed the mannequin to another room while Rachelle followed her behind, entering the same room.
"I'll leave you here alone. If you need help, please call us." She reminded her then went out of the door, closing it leaving Rachelle and the dress that Yulie made for her.
The fabric is soft, free, and very breathable. As soon as she tried the upper first, she could feel a sense of manliness flushing over her before wearing the fitted yet stretchable trousers that allowed her to move and stretch.
The sleeves were in the form of a bishop and the sleeves on her arms were baggy and tightly closed on her wrist, allowing much space to move for her arms. The trousers on the other hand were fitted, with a high-waist stirrup form that allowed her to stretch her knees and move freely to her will.
She tucked the excess of the polo, it felt a bit warm but very pleasant to wear. It really is conventional to have clothing like this! It'll be easy to fight and move around without causing many problems!
"So how does it look?" Rachelle asked as she went outside for them to check the outfit that she wore. Olivia and Yulie both squealed upon seeing the outcome on her, the simplicity complimented her very well, and she looked refreshing and cool.
"If you'd be seen by the nobles looking like this? They will be flabbergasted and mock you for wearing this... It'll be a sin in their eyes but in my eyes, you really look fabulous, My Lady!" Olivia exclaimed as her heart fluttered at the sight of her master.
"Exactly... Are we releasing them if ever this gets to be in the eyes of the nobility?" Yulie asked which made Felicia look at her. "Well, why are you asking me? You should be asking yourself since you're the owner." Rachelle replied.
"What do you mean, young Miss? I may be the owner but you are the direct owner. I thought of your offer but what I want is for me to manage your shop and act as the owner while you truly own the shop. Of course, I'll be the owner of each style but Madame, I really am grateful for your offerings that's why I trust that as your employee, I'll be treated well." Yulie said as she smiled warmly at Rachelle.
This woman doesn't know how thankful she is for the blessings that she'll give her. To the point that she's even using her own money to purchase a title for her which she didn't ask by the way. It's too much but she made it clear that she's worth it.
"What? But being a slave is—"
"It's not slavery, Madame. Rather it is the start of our relationship as business partners and both owners of the shop. No worries, you will earn as much as I earn." She confidently told her.
There were no signs of negative emotions on her face as Rachelle scanned and analysed her. She wasn't even feeling down or telling her in a forceful way that was against her morality.
She was grateful to share it with her and even promoted her to the owner of the shop while she acted and managed the shop. Isn't it too good to be true and much better than what she initially offered to her?
"Very well then, I shall accept it. Shall we write a contract—"
"I have already drafted it, Madame. You just need to read and sign it first so that our contract will be established." She said that surprised Rachelle. She even cut her off before she could even finish her words.
"Wow, that was fast," Olivia said in amusement as she clapped her hands. Another win for her Madame for bringing in a successful career opportunity for her.
"Right... Thank you." Rachelle was even more amused and appalled with how things ended. But that doesn't mean that she will not take advantage of this, it's the rules of the world to survive after all.
As soon as she was able to read and sign it, she gave the paper to her and the other one to Olivia to keep as it'll be an official record for the two as business partners from now on.
"Do you have robes?" Rachelle asked before they could leave the shop. Gladly, Yulie has one and gives them the robes to hide themselves and blend in. "You can get your dress later, My Lady," Yulie told her, to which she responded with her head nodding and left the shop together with Olivia.
"Good thing she has boots for you to wear, my Lady. Because it will look bad with your heels." Olivia muttered as they entered the grey alleyway where those who were far from being the standard poor lived.
Drug addicts, gamblers, prostitutes, and such are present in every space of this alleyway. The unexpected second look of the beautiful capital. It's like Helena or her, having a pretty face on the outside but a vicious heart on the inside.
With every step they take, thugs would look at them like they just entered the wrong territory. Just by this, Olivia was already trembling in fear that she retorted by holding onto her Madame's robe while following her from behind.
The smokey area was far from the looks of the sunny and brighter capital. There's too much inside here, it feels like the air is choking her. After this, she will really ask for a raise in her salary because it is too scary to come here!
"Calm down, Olivia. Nothing is going to happen." Rachelle whispered as they searched for the tavern that was inside this place. Yet despite the encouragement coming from Rachelle, it didn't stop Olivia from being scared.
After lots of minutes trying to find the way where the tavern, they finally found the proud tavern from the dark alley, filled with criminals and other bad individuals inside. Rachelle looked at the design of the tavern, it looked simple. Nothing's special about it.
"Here we are..." Rachelle finally sighed in relief as she took a breath in and out before entering the door, revealing a much more simple design inside but full of barbaric and rogue men, looking directly at them.
"Save me..." Olivia whispered, praying to the Goddess for their safety. They had just entered a criminals' den where everything cannot be offended. Everyone went silent as they entered inside and walked towards the bar to ask for the guild master.
Olivia was shaking as she held onto Rachelle, she was trembling in fear, feeling like they had just disturbed these men from having fun and now they were looking at them as if they committed a grave mistake.
She just wanted to go home at this point but she couldn't because of her master.
"What can I get you with?" The bartender asked as he smiled at them lovingly. The bartender was wearing a subtle smile, looking like a docile person despite his job. She sighed, or it could be a persona that he was wearing to fit in.
"Can I have a Margarita please?" She asked as she took 6 gold coins out of her pouch to show that she was a wanderer and not a mercenary or anything that they could think of.
"Is that all?" The Bartender asked, his eyebrow raised as if it was waiting for something that could trigger. "Can you put an eye on the Margarita?" She asked, answering the question that made the bartender's grimace go wild.
Olivia shrieked silently after seeing his work that she held on tight, wishing that this suffering of hers would end after this. She should've just asked Felicia to stay back at Madame Yulie's shop to rest there!
"I see. Right away, dearest customer." The Bartender smirked as it grew into a grin forming on his lips while nodding his head. Seems like another commission for the guild master to accept.