“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.”
“As you wish.” she returned to what she was doing before, carefully sliding off the fabric and placing it over the divider. “My name is Lia. And there is no need to apologize, I should have asked first.” Once Aerith was stripped to nothing but her bra and underwear, Lia placed the corset around the other’s waist and began to tighten “Please let me know when it is too tight”
She nodded, though suddenly became conscious of her two scars - the one on her back and the one on her abdomen, both the same length and width - but the tightness of the corset distracted her from that, emitting a small noise. “There - too tight.”
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