I Became the Black Swan Mother of the White Swan Princess

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Even that no-nonsense tone of his didnt feel as intimidating in front of this stunning dress. Not wanting to act as awkward any longer, I smiled and shook my head.

No, its just that I wanted to make a ribbon for Reyna with this color.

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Whether he was buying my story or not, I decided to continue.

Her face is white then again, her entire body is white, so this type of color would fit well with her. I wonder how pretty itd look on her

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Ah, I have some other dresses prepared for Your Ladyship. Theyre just about done.

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With great timing, the dress shop owner interjected while bowing her head. She pointed at a selection of black dresses hung together.

Wow, amazing.

Right? Youd know if you touch it, but all of them are made with the finest fabric.

She excitedly handed me the dress in the front. There wasnt much difference in texture with the previous dress, but the color and design of this dress didnt really give me the sense of amazement like before.

That being said, compared to the black dress I was wearing now, this dress was an absolute dream-like luxury.

Its beautiful. I think Ill go with this one.

As expected, Your Ladyship has an eye for dresses! I can say with confidence that there are no dresses in the North as beautiful as these. After all, a dress that is dignified yet has so much elegance is almost unheard of.

I see.

Having such a cheerful conversation in a dress shop certainly didnt feel bad at all.

I brushed my hair back as I turned towards Rashid, still waiting behind me.

Theyre so beautiful, your Majesty. I think I like all of them.

Slowly, yet with form.

With every step he took, the sword on his waist rang out softly.

Perhaps it was because he dressed formally today, but he was overflowing with authority, yet not in a scary way.

Shhhhing

Even his action of unsheathing the silverlight blade looked like a scene in a portrait. So much so that the thought of why he was even pulling out his sword in the first place occurred much later.

I mean, as long as he doesnt cut me, right?

Ah

Instead, something else was cut down. Every time he took a step, the black dresses were brutally sliced into pieces.

Rashids eyes, which were looking back at the mangled remains of the dresses, looked somewhat regretful.

<.How unfortunate. Looks like you will have to choose a new dress.>

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Your Majesty, such a statement shouldnt be spoken with a smile.

I thought as I went into Teacher Sullivan mode for the first time in a while. I looked downwards with a solemn look, but the dress shop owner was speechless with shock, her hand covering her gaping mouth.

Ahhh.

A, all of this? Will your Majesty truly pay for all of th

Her sighs as a merchant quickly became cheerful in the face of potential money.

As she took her hand away from her mouth and gave a grateful look, Rashid scowled and said in an annoyed tone:

Your Majesty.

Please. If youre going to say that, at least put away your sword.

I shook my head, exasperated, when I met his eye.

The shop owner just earned a huge fortune and all, but there was nothing for me to smile about.

As I stared at the ripped dress with pity, I said in an awkward tone:

T, then, Ill just have to find whatever looks the best here

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You say that, but why are you nodding towards a certain dress behind you?

Only he could ever have ones words and actions so different from each other.

I of course knew what dress he was talking about, but that dress was too extravagant for me.

Even if it was for the banquet of his Majesty, for a woman whose husband died not even a year ago, it was far too luxurious.

Your Majesty, then if we go to another place we may be able to find another black dre

How annoying.

Wearing a face of disapproval, he gently pushed on my back. Surprised at his touch, I bounced a few steps forward and found myself in front of the crimson purple satin dress that flowed like water.

I do, I really do. Its just

This time, he asked in a nervous, hurried tone quite unlike himself.

As he silently prodded me for an answer, I turned my gaze away from the alluring dress in front of me.