Legend of Estora

Chapter 7

Author's note: Don't forget to play the music before jumping into this chapter!
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Chapter Seven
"The journey has commenced"

*Luna's POV*

After we finished our meals, Frisk and I were heading to our rooms to begin packing,

"Hey Luna, didn't she say there's a ball or gathering at Infinity Pool tomorrow?"

"There is... Its for the Revolutionary Feast. We organize it in the palace as well but its mostly just the palace staff, us and mother. Did you want to know anything else about it?"

Frisk thought for a moment and replied,

"Well as much as I do want to ask..... There's something more concerning to address. What kind of dress do we have to appear in? Does it have to be formal? Or like those large and heavy party gowns in the fitting room?!"

I giggled at her doubts but enlightened her with a great solution,

"As obvious as it is, it has to be formal! Its a royal ball we're attending! And, well..... If you don't feel upto wearing the gowns in the aletier,  I don't mind whipping up two for us..... But of course... *sigh* I think you'd rather prefer the traditional palace gowns instead, right? *wink*"

She visibly became more curious, which is a rather unique feature for fe'lones, their tale starts to sway and their ears are curved towards the speaker.

And me. Well, my powers are predominantly creation, one of my hobbies aside from my daily schedule, is to design clothes. And my powers allow me to stitch the outfit without all the manual work. And Frisk has always admired my outfits, actually almost all her favourite outfits were made by me.

"I never said I liked those dresses! Plus who wouldn't love your dresses, their always stunning! So could you? Could you design one for me now?"

I may have been sarcastic but I would never deny her requests. So, I gave in immediately,

"Well..... Perhaps I could consider it... And don't fret, of course I will! So lets get straight to it. What do you think you would prefer? I have a few sketches here, these are just the roughs though."

I handed her a plethora of papers all, illustrated with elegant, grand and simple dresses.
She curiously gazed through all the sketches until her eyes locked on one. She examined it for a second and it seemed to have intrigued her.

It was a long, frilled gown with exquisite patterns that elegantly stitched along the waist of the blouse. The skirt was simple skirt that was fairly simple.

"Well you have a good eye! Is that the one you want?"

She thought for a second and replied with a firm nod,

"Absolutely!"

"Alright then. It'll be ready dawn so I suggest you return to your chambers for the night. Tomorrow is a big day after all. You'll need your sleep."

She speculated,

"Well what about you? Don't you need your sleep as well?"