Loving The Cursed Werewolf King-Chapter 347: Miss Dressrosa
Lucas opened the door to the living room and when Arielle stepped in, a tall woman with pink afro hair hugged her so tightly that Arielle almost ran out of breath.
"Exquisitely beautiful!" the woman cried cheerfully.
The woman touched Arielle’s shoulders. Arielle looked at the woman in front of her. She was a bit taken aback. In front of her stood a graceful and gorgeous woman. The woman’s pink afro hair framed her face beautifully. Her red lips look sensual, and her tan skin made her look like a young woman.
"Miss Dressrosa?"
Arielle turned to Lucas. The man lied. How could that woman ever make a dress for Priestess Unor? How old is this woman in front of her?!!!
Miss Dressrosa looked very young for her age, and also very active. The beautiful woman even looked younger than Tania, who already had a lot of white hair.
Miss Dressrosa took out her measuring device gracefully. Without asking for permission, Miss Dressrosa grabbed Arielle’s arm and told her to stand on a small stage in front of a large mirror.
"Young man. It’s very rude to stay in a room when the lady is going to change her clothes."
Instantly, Lucas’ face turned red, and he rushed out of the room.
Arielle smiled awkwardly as her eyes met Miss Dressrosa.
"Beautiful! Very, very beautiful! Finally! After a long time I am able to find a muse who is really amazing! You are very beautiful!"
"Er... th-thank you, Miss Dressrosa..."
Tania giggled behind Arielle. The girl looked uncomfortable with Miss Dressrosa’s over the top attitude. Arielle didn’t dislike the woman’s spirit. It was just that considering Miss Dressrosa’s age with a young appearance made Arielle afraid that a minor mistake would make the woman’s bones brittle like Tania.
Miss Dressrosa stood behind Arielle, holding the girl’s chin. She looked at the reflection in the mirror in front of her from head to toes. From behind, she touched Arielle’s shoulder and pushed the girl’s back to lean more upright.
She looked at the reflection in the mirror again, then took out a pencil that was tucked into her ear. Miss Dressrosa used the pencil to lift Arielle’s chin to look straight ahead.
"This is better," she muttered.
Arielle was startled when Miss Dressrosa pulled the corset off her dress, leaving only Arielle and her underwear. She tried to cover some parts of her body that still had some red marks. Miss Dressrosa watched Arielle’s body closely.
"You can’t cover it all. So you better not cover it at all. Your efforts are in vain, ahaha!" said Miss Dressrosa, making Arielle’s face red like a tomato.
The woman then lifted Arielle’s hands to measure her waist circumference, leg length, arm length, chest circumference, and also the girl’s neck circumference.
After writing down everything she needed, Miss Dressrosa tucked her pencil back into her ear. She touched her afro hair in satisfaction manner. Then she opened the big suitcase she was carrying. Miss Dressrosa brought out many colors of cloth.
She tried to mix and match those cloth on Arielle’s body one by one. Tania helped by getting and returning the cloth rolls that had been used. Feeling she couldn’t find the right colour, Miss Dressrosa was silent for a moment, then touched Arielle’s hand firmly.
"Shouldn’t a wedding dress be white?" Arielle asked, trying to utter her opinion. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖
Miss Dressrosa raised her hand and moved her index finger in front of Arielle’s face. "In general, white is used on the wedding day. However, not everyone can use white. I always match the color of the dress with the soul of the bride."
Miss Dressrosa opened her big suitcase again. Inside the suitcase was a row of thin white rolls. From a distance, it might look the same, but if she looked closely, the white color had a slight difference. Like there was a little grey in it, or there was white with a little bit of pink in it.
"I don’t want to design a beautiful dress that makes the bride be forgotten by people because they are too overwhelmed by the dress, or design an ordinary dress that makes the bride cannot shine brightly," Miss Dressrosa said.
She added, "I want to make the perfect dress which can enhance the beauty of the bride and make everyone stunned after seeing it!!!"
Miss Dressrosa spread her arms while speaking. She was proud of her achievements because she had received so many praises throughout her career.
"I e-entrust you, Miss Dressrosa," she said nervously at the exaggeration of the designer.
Arielle resigned herself to all Miss Dressrosa had done to her body. She complied when Miss Dressrosa told her to turn around and spread her arms, or get off the small stage, then go up again.
She also didn’t protest much when Miss Dressrosa told her to use a simple dress with no accessories to match the basic design of the dress that matched her personality.
"You have white hair and skin as white as snow. If I use natural white, then you won’t be seen. People will think you’re just a pile of snow in Northendell," said Miss Dressrosa, making Arielle laugh.
Miss Dressrosa then took out a veil and draped it over Arielle’s head with the help of Tania. The woman observed the princess attentively.
"I don’t need a veil that’s smooth and transparent," Mis Dressrosa muttered, then added a note on her book.
The woman took a piece of paper, then drew a quick sketch. She drew Arielle under the basic dress and veil. Meanwhile, Arielle could only stand without moving much.
"Miss Dressrosa. I heard from Lucas that you had made a lot of wedding dresses," Arielle said, opening a conversation with the woman.
"Hohoho, of course."
"Since Priestess Unor?" Arielle asked curiously.
"Queen Unor’s dress is one of my proudest dresses. I was ten years old when I helped my father to draw her dress." Miss Dressrosa put her sketch on her lap and cupped her blushing face.
She added, "Queen Unor said that I was very talented and beautiful. And if Queen Unor were still alive, maybe she would still praise me because my beauty never fades."
"You do look very beautiful, Miss," Arielle said honestly.
Miss Dressrosa burst out laughing. "Of course."
