Episode 2: I Havet Grown That Much Chapter 5.2

Tuck!

When Schatten Slakes gaze full upon Calian, he dropped the measuring tape in his hands in surprise. Schatten retrieved it from the floor, then took out a new tape. Anything soiled on the ground wasnt to be used on the royal family.

Schatten stared at Calian, turned his head away then looked at him again. Somehow it made Yan uneasy. Schattens mouth opened to speak.

Looking at the prince reminds me of Freya.

Slake.

Anxious, Yan immediately interrupted Schatten from speaking. As if he had only come to a realization, Schatten looked flustered and bowed deeply to Calian.

My deep apologies, Your Highness.

Calian was surprised at the sudden change in atmosphere. He turned towards Yan, but found Yan bowing even more deeply.

Im sorry. Ill have someone else sent in right away, the attendant said.

Calian furrowed his brow, unsure why they were apologizing and quickly rifled through his old memories.

Why do I have to search through these memories? Cant the information just surface when I think of it?

It wasnt long until he discovered the reason, and his spirits sank.

Oh

The original Calian had trembled at the knowledge that he resembled Freya, and he hated looking at his face in the mirror. For a long time he suffered because he resembled someone he had not met since birth.

He now understood why Yan was so uneasy about bringing a mirror to Calian. Calian didnt usually look at his face, and out of nowhere he made a fuss about it.

Im lucky that I wasnt found out.

Calian heaved a sigh. Of course he had no feelings for Freya now, but overcoming that much trauma in one morning might have looked suspicious. He was slowly getting his bearings, but he still had to show an ounce of reluctance. He searched for the right words before addressing Schatten.

Keep doing what youre doing. You dont have to explain yourself. I know I look like my mother.

Both of them were surprised at Calians words, but at least it didnt look like their suspicions were aroused.

Yes, yes. Lets get started.

Schatten, who was sure that he would get evicted, raised himself up and began to carefully measure Calians body, while an assistant wrote down the measurements.

After some time, Schatten finished his task and offered up some advice.

I think you should eat more, Your Highness. Im worried because youre so small.

Calian laughed. There was no reason to be offended by the fact. He wasnt exactly small, but it was true that he was thin.

Yes.

Since the measurements were taken more quickly than expected, Calian thought he could take a little rest before dinner, but them the assistant hauled in some thick books. Schatten placed them on the table and opened them up.

?

One had illustration of various types of robes, while another had samples of cloth, all of which were different in material and color. There were other books with laces and all kinds of accessories, others with buttons and shoes. That was not the end. His assistant came forth with two more books.

Calian made a face that said all of that?, and Schatten seemed to indicate that they were only getting started.

Now we have to decide on the design, Prince. You can decide a total of four suits.

how many suits?

Exhausted, the answer came from his memory.

There were five sets of clothes that needed to be prepared. The ceremonial clothing was already chosen, so there was no need to choose another.

Calians face turned white.

You mean I have to pick all of that!

Bern had never experienced this in his own life. It was his mother the Queen who chose his clothes when he was a child, and after he became a knight, he wore nothing but the knights uniform. There was no need to choose other clothes. In addition, Secretia did not have such large and lavish events where one needed to have five sets of clothes at a time.

But now he didnt have his mother to pick his clothes for him, and he didnt have a knights garb. Yan, sensing his troubled expression, spoke.

Youve changed quite a bit lately, havent you? But you didnt have any social gatherings with the nobility this month because of the preparations for the event. The kings birthday will the first time you will appear in front of others after such a change.

Yans words were, Select the clothing well and give a good impression of the new you.

Alright, I understand.

Calian looked at the array of books layering the table. The mere sight of it made him feel exhausted. Would clothes even attract attention to a weak body that cant eve use mana?

I dont feel confident in my selection. You can pick.

You was referring to Yan and the maids. Calian wanted to defer the task, and Yans faced colored.

Are you sure thats all right?

Of course.

Calian nodded and sat down on the sofa.

The war began, their passion lit like a flame.

The maids who shadowed Calian quietly for two days without saying a word in front of him now began to speak up and stand out.

Calian, who was listening to snatches of the conversation, occasionally threw in his own comments.

No royal ribbons. Not even a small one.

There was a moment of disappointment from the servants before they came up with another idea.

Not too many frills, Calian had to say.

They didnt give up. How about some lace?

What the hell are they trying to make? And what were all the beads for?

Eventually, Calian edged himself between them and joined in the war of words.