“Her majesty doesn’t treat just any stranger to these luxuries. What is your name, milady?” she questioned as she gently took the girls hand and brought her behind the folding divider “Dinner will be ready soon so we’ve got to get you dressed.” the servants hands fumbled while trying to remove the odd clothes, lacing a corset was nothing, but these proved challenging. It was natural for a servant to undress their master and re-dress them, however, she didn’t think about this person possibly being from a different culture.
“Aerith. Yours - ?” She was still taking in the room but allowed herself to be led, really only tearing her attention away from the magnificent room when she was trying to be undressed. “Ah - hey!” If she wanted to see what she had under her dress she could’ve just asked - she stepped back away from what she’d perceived to be prying hands. “What are you doing?”
“I’m sorry miss!” she apologized, bowing “I was just undressing you so you can be dressed in the gown.” it took the servant a moment before she realized that Aerith was not accustomed to it “Let me explain, as your servant I am here so you do not need to lift a finger, even to dress. It is the norm around here I just thought—forgive me.” she bowed again “If you wish to dress yourself, I will kindly step aside.”
Now she felt bad. It that was the custom here, why not try it - ? From the looks, she may not be able to return home for a while; might as well embrace it. She shook her head. “No, it’s fine - I should apologize, I didn’t know that was the custom..” She made herself relax. “You can continue."
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