To tell the truth, Zoemi didn't understand fashion in general, to him his lady always looked beautiful no matter what she was wearing.
But since she was clearly distressed about her current getup...
In the first place, in the kingdom of Bellcephora there was that whole thing where apparently the stockings were the proof of status amongst the noble ladies.
Zoemi knew about it but still couldn't really understand the exact reasoning behind it ever since he learned about it at the attendant training.
"My lady, I know that you might want to show off your status - but is that really necessary when the two of you are alone?"
Zoemi was thinking fast and building his answer as he talked.
"...? Elaborate, please."
Miriette raised her brows and waved her hand so he would continue talking – basing it all on the premise that he needs to convince Mireitte to not go with the uniform and stocking looks since the night date was supposed to be special.
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