âLady Cilliard, welcome. Itâs been a while since you have been here.â
The tailor shop owner found Seria and Yernia, and she approached them with a smile.
Ceria faced her and smiled as well.
âLong time no see. Iâm here to choose a dress for a wedding that Iâll be attending.â
âAre you going to Lady Phileneâs wedding? Quite a few people had visited my shop to have their dresses fitted as her wedding guests.â
This dress shop was quite popular among the aristocrats, and most of the trendy gowns in Society were tailored from this boutique.
âYe. We are here to look at the dresses, too. Sister, you must come with me.â
The boutique handed Seria a catalog while Yernia took a look around the dress shop.
The beautiful gowns in the catalog were tailor-made.
These clothes werenât sold in any stores.
However, quite a few dresses were made for exhibits.
âBlue suits you.â
Cassian said as he stood next to Yernia.
He had been following her as she slowly examined each gown she saw in the boutique.
Holding a sky blue dress in his hands, Cassian swept the fabric with his fingertips.
âThen Iâll pick a red one. Splendidly.â
Honestly, the dress Cassian chose was exactly Yerniaâs taste.
It was evident that he knew and chose it himself.
âThereâs no reason to dress up splendidly at a wedding unless you wanted the bride to kill you?â
âOh, thatâs right. Yes.â
She didnât feel good around him after her last argument with Cassian.
If it were just a trivial fight, she would have forgotten it quickly, but what fate had expressed wasnât trivial at all.
Her life was at stake.
So, when Cassian told her to wear that particular gown, a strange feeling rose from her, and now she didnât want to wear them at all.
Still, her gaze didnât move away from the sky blue dress that Cassian chose.
âThatâs right. I donât mind dying. I guess I will have to go with the gown you have picked for me.â
Just now, Yernia regretted her decision a little bit when she said she would choose another dress just to spite Cassian when in fact, she loved the sky blue dress the most.
As she the sky blue gown because she desired it to be hers, Â Cassian shook his head at her and laughed.
âIâll measure it for you. Come over here.â
Yernia followed the designer who offered to measure her.
The instant Yernia was out of his sight, Â Seria gave Cassian an apologetic smile.
âI sincerely apologize about Yerniaâs behavior towards you. Please take care of her.â
Her brother and the future successor of Hilliard, Ivan, completed engineering in the academy with Cassian.
At the same time, Seria, who was a year younger than Cassian, speaks to him informally in private.
She had seen him since she was so young, so she didnât care much about Cassian either.
âWhere are you going?â
âWell, Iâm going to meet someone. Keep it a secret from Yernia, alright?â
He simply nodded and didnât press for more information.
Since Seria had told him this in Yerniaâs absence, Cassian had guessed to some extent that Yernia needed a guardian.
Even if there were knights scattered all over the city, the people of Siliade became nervous whenever Yernia went out because they didnât know where she was going.
Cassian was the only one who could hold Yerniaâs reins.
âWhat about you?â
Satisfied with her conversation with the designer, Yernia was about to return to Seria, but she had already disappeared.
âSomething urgent came up, so she left first.â
âWhat? Whatâs going on?â
âI donât think itâs a big deal. Donât mind it.â
What kind of urgent things did Seria have to attend to?
Like her, Seriaâwas supposed to be free all day today.
Suddenly, Cassian left the dress shop, which puzzled Yena even more.
The sun was shining so bright as Yernia walked down the street, and out of nowhere, a kid came running in front of her.
As Yernia called Cassianâs name, she almost didnât notice the child when she got distracted by the street food.
The little boy continued to sprint, and at that moment, he just narrowly missed Yernia before Cassian grabbed her waist.
Cassian hugged her, making Yernia bury her face in his chest.
She glanced up at him, and he noted that her face was flushed with embarrassment.
After bumping into Yernia, Cassian looked over his shoulder and continued to watch the kidâs back as he continued to run forward.
Yernia examined Cassianâs delicate side profile, which put her into this strange mood.
Was he this big all this time?
When they were young, both Yernia and Cassian had a similar height.
She was aware that he was starting to grow little by little since both were at the academy, but then she finally saw the difference clearly from up close.
He was one head bigger than Yernia in no time.
She just realized that now even if she saw Cassian every day.
Yernia had never been this close to him before.
âWhy are you looking at me like that?â
She almost couldnât take her eyes off him until she slowly turned her head to the side.
Cassianâs eyebrows lifted as he stared deep into Yerniaâs gaze.
Finally, Yernia came to her senses, and she immediately tried to separate her body from Cassian.
As soon as she pushed him away, frown lines marred Yerniaâs forehead, and a moan came out of her parted lips.
âOuch. My ankle hurts.â
Yernia endured the sharp sensations prickling at her foot.
She had accidentally moved her leg all of a sudden, and now, she seemed to have used the injured one.
Her left ankle throbbed, and she bit her lip.
âAre you hurt? Let me see.â
Cassianâs eyes widened when she let out a pained groan.
He wanted to check Yerniaâs ankle, but she just couldnât roll up her dress on the street while the crowd watched them.