In the evening, Bernice was sitting in the main hall talking to her mother about the day's events. She was pissed at the way Vrig and Noq made her train and also how Kaizan left her and took Olivia away. "I am not going for another one of those training sessions!" she said with a dark mien.
"Bernie," Fuchsia signed. At first, she scanned the room around and when she saw that there was no one baring a single servant who was lighting the candles in the chandelier, she said, "Come with me outside to the garden."
"Why?" Bernice snapped. It was very cold and she had no intention of going out. She was waiting for Olivia to show her face so that she could vent her anger at her, but the woman was inside her bedchambers. She hoped that she could catch Kaizan when he came from his duties, but even he hadn't come. She had woken up very late after her training session and had gobbled up food. Now she was sitting in the main hall with her mother.
"Just come!" Fuchsia insisted. When they were strolling outside, she said, "Bernie, if you want to be Kaizan wife and want to throw out Olivia, you have to do what Kaizan asks Olivia to do and do it better. Their marriage is very new, only a week old, so why not take the advantage of it. If we strike the right cord, I am sure Kaizan would start looking at you with interest. Once you have his confidence, Olivia will back away herself. We are going to make sure that he rejects Olivia as his wife. I will go and tell Kaia how inefficient she is."
"But how are we going to do that?" Bernice whined. Every trick of hers was falling flat. In fact, she was so dejected that she even contemplated going back home.
"Be patient and let me think. In the meantime, don't become angry at every small thing. We are going to challenge Olivia into something that she is not good enough at but you are."
Bernice rolled her eyes. "As if she will fall for this?"
Suddenly, they saw a woman walking towards the main entrance with her assistant and a pile of fabric rolls and other accessories. Bernice narrowed her eyes and wondered who she was. A moment later she recalled. "Oh, that must be the seamstress that Kaizan had called for Olivia." She rushed after the woman and caught her just before she entered the door. "Are you the seamstress?" she asked, her chest heaving with excitement.
The woman frowned as she halted at the steps and then after bowing to her, nodded. "Yes, m'lady."
"Has General Kaizan called you?"
"Yes, m'lady."
Bernice's eyes went to all the expensive rolls of silk and tulle that her assistant was holding and she grew greedy. "What will you be making for Olivia?"
The seamstress didn't like her nosiness. "I don't know. I will have to go up and see."
Bernice pursed her lips. "Actually, I even wanted to get two dresses made for warrior training purposes. Can you come to me after you have taken the measurements?"
"Sure, m'lady."
Bernice thanked her and the seamstress left. Her jealousy grew a notch higher. She was going to wait for Kaizan in the main hall and not let him go up.
When the seamstress went upstairs, she was shown a different room for measurements. Over there, Olivia was waiting along with Kaizan. Kaizan hadn't gone to the office that day. How could he? His mate had kept him busy and it wasn't his fault. He blamed Olivia for making him lust for her.
The seamstress bowed to both of them and ordered her assistant to spread the fabric and rest of the accessories on the divan. Then she looked at Olivia and asked, "M'lady, would you like me to show you some designs that I have sketched for the gowns. They are fashionable and high in demand."
"She doesn't want gowns, Neli" Kaizan growled. "I want to make a dozen nightdresses for her."
At his words, Olivia's cheeks became red. She couldn't even look at the two women in front of her.
"Oh, I see!" Neli replied with a grin. "Then may I show you designs for nightgowns?"
"That is not needed because I already have the designs with me," he replied with nonchalance, making poor Olivia all the more embarrassed. He got up from his place, strode to the table where a pile of papers was kept, picked them up and handed them to Neli.
To say that Neli was surprised, was an understatement. She was shocked beyond words. The General of the Silver Vales handed her papers that had designs of nightdresses? Her hands shook a little as a shaky breath left her lips. She had expected him to sit there and see how his wife looks in the designs of the gowns she had brought with her and not hand her his designs. And when she looked at those—she thought the room was spinning. They were outrageous! Neli was speechless. From where the hell did the General got these? Was this his imagination? Couldn't be. Little did Neli know that the General was a member of a certain library.
The first design had a dress that pooled right beneath her hips. The front was open from the top to the middle of the torso with just one bowstring. The second was two strips of clothes attached to a short skirt right from the front to the back, making sure that only the breasts were covered. The third design had an A-shape nightdress with a single bowstring on the side next to the waist. She browsed through the rest of them and in the end found the most scandalous one. "Ge—General?" she showed him the paper shakily, her cheeks red. "What is this?"
Olivia, who was watching Neli's changing expressions, was flustered. What was Kaizan making for her? She took the paper from her hand and looked at the design. And when she saw it, she hoped that the earth cracked and she would jump in it. It was a two-piece set. The brassiere was a set of strings with just two triangular shaped pieces above the nipples and the panties had one triangular cloth that barely covered her mons. So, basically it was only strings, strings and three triangle-shaped, barely an inch broad nightdresse. Her eyes became wide and she flushed till her neck.
Kaizan loved when she blushed for him. His imagination grew wilder when images of Olivia in that dress flashed in front of his eyes. He stifled a groan as his cock became hard. He turned to sit on the chair and crossed his legs. Trying to sound indifferent, he said, "This is a nightdress."
"I—I know, b— but—" Neli was dumbfounded.
"I won't—" Olivia protested, when suddenly a shock of black smoke and shadows burst in the room.
Ileus emerged and looked at Kaizan. He was obviously drunk and furious. "Did you forget about the boxing match?"
"Aly!" Kaizan shouted. "Get out!"
Flabbergasted as hell, Neli and her assistant immediately bowed, seeing the crown prince.
Ileus flicked a gaze at the design in Olivia's hand ignoring Kaizan's outburst. "That's interesting," he said.. "Make one for Ana too."
