Bab 306: I'm not a celebrity guest, I'm just an empress

When Count Norik returned to the dining room, it was with his tailor in tow.

He carried several small tools, a measuring tape and a notepad, and the Count waved the man over to where the group sat at the table.

The tailor went about his job with great haste, taking measurements and recording them onto paper with a pen and ink.

All of her measurements.

The tailor recorded the exact sizes of her fingers, wrists, neck, shoulders, waist, and hips. The tailor recorded the measurements of her hands and feet and the lengths of her legs.

Even her breasts were measured with precision, each of them separately and carefully marked down.

She flushed at the scrutiny, but allowed the man to carry out his duties.

Afterwards, the tailor bowed deeply. "Your Imperial Majesty, we shall prepare these items as soon as we are able. It is a privilege to serve you, Empress." He declared reverently.

She smiled at the man. "Thank you."