As she looked over, the man, who was spreading his arms like an emperor to be measured, also looked at her. He frowned when he saw her still standing there dumbfounded, "Enna Clark, what are you daydreaming about?"
The woman in uniform looked at her in surprise, and then respectfully replied, "Lord, I am preparing a wedding dress for you. I am your wedding dress designer. I need to measure you to make sure the dress is tailored to your size."
Preparing a wedding dress...
Enna's mouth opened and closed, a bit taken aback.
Announcing their marriage in the morning, proposing, and immediately getting someone to make a wedding dress - it was all happening so fast. She held out her hands, a little dazed, as the designer began to measure her.
When measuring her bust, the designer politely reminded her, "Ms. Clark, can you please lift your arms for a moment?"
"Hmm."
Enna raised her arms.
The designer slid the tape measure across her bust, accurately measuring Enna's size.
