Lawrend decided to tell the store clerk their nicknames. A faint smile couldn't help but form on Aleshia's face as she remembered the first time they called each other that way. Unfortunately, that sweet smile was covered by her black mask.
"Please knock on the door when the miss is finished removing her clothes," Ruford said and left the room.
Lawrend was pleased with the guy's sensibility. He nodded at Aleshia and motioned for her to take off all of her clothes.
"Master, are you sure about this?" Aleshia asked.
"You brought me here. Can we trust him?"
Lawrend was full of confidence in Aleshia's ability to tell if someone was trustworthy or not. He could trust that store clerk if Aleshia brought him here.
"Yes. I heard rumors that he used to be the previous Imperial Dressmaker. He acts like the store clerk, but he actually owns the whole store," Aleshia explained to him.
"Interesting. He's also an Arch Mage."