Arielle pulled the slit of her skirt cautiously, like a girl who hadn’t worn a short skirt. She asked timidly, “Is the slit of the skirt too high?”
The stylist understood Chanean and replied immediately using her poor Chanean. “It’s not too high! It’s just right. You have beautiful legs, so you should show them off. Be confident and face your strengths, miss. You’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. No one looks better in this gown than you! I’m speaking from my heart.”
Arielle knew her strengths, but how could a countryside girl like her had such confidence?
She looked towards Henrick timidly, he nodded at her and said, “Trust the stylist. People are more open in this era. The skirt is not too short, let’s pick this. Let’s go, it’s getting late.”
Arielle nodded and followed Henrick with her head low.
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