Chapter 3
The tailor in front of him had a very young and handsome face to be called a man, and his voice was thin and high. But it was low for a woman’s voice, nevertheless it’s not like an adult man’s. It was a strange voice with a neutral feeling, like a boy who had not yet reached the stage of transformation. ‘Woman?’
But the Duke of Bronant thought that was unlikely. The tailor in front of him was slender and narrow-shouldered, but he was quite tall. There were plenty of men with skinny and poor physiques. Above all else, the young man in front of him had short hair to be considered a woman.
In this country, women’s long, luscious hair was also a symbol of beauty and wealth. Very few women who entered the monastery after a long illness or some circumstances cut off their ties with the world and had their hair cut short. So there was no way that a young woman in her prime had hair like that.
Moreover, in Rasue Kingdom, it was a common custom for men’s clothes to be made by men’s tailors and for women’s clothes to be made by women’s tailors.
It’s not that there aren’t any skilled female tailors making men’s clothes, but Raynor Stud, who only dealt with high-ranking aristocrats, couldn’t send a woman away as he sent a tailor to represent him.
It was the same reason as a young male tailor would not go to a place to make dresses for ladies and young girls. This is because nobles are the most demanding, conservative, and stubborn beings.
‘But it’s not impossible either.’
The duke looked at Helena once more. It would be a different story if you were someone who deserves the recognition of Raynor Stud and not anyone else.
However, the Duke stopped thinking about trying to determine the gender of the tailor in front of him. After all, what was important to him was whether the young tailor could make the clothes properly, not what his gender was.
“He was injured in an accident. Why do you have to ask for forgiveness? I was just saddened to hear that he was seriously injured. I want you to greet your master for me, wishing him a good recovery.”
“Yes, I understand. I sincerely thank you for your generous generosity. And thank you once again for calling our in spite of this unfortunate incident.”
The young tailor bowed politely.
“Are you the one who said Raynor Stud’s handmade son in the letter?”
“Yes, Duke. My name is Willian Crowe. It’s late, but I’ll formally greet you once again.” When I greeted with a sad smile, the duke said straight-forward.
“If it’s the clothes made in the Knight’s Book, even if Raynor Stud doesn’t make it himself, the quality will be guaranteed to a certain extent. Isn’t it? I believed that and called you.”
“Of course, Duke. All of our tailors , including myself, will do their best to ensure that you never disappoint. And although it may be difficult right now, Master will be directly involved in making your clothes when his condition improves. So please trust us.”
When Helena answered with strength in her voice, the duke nodded lightly.
“Great. So where’s the products.You can see everything that we brought.”