After dinner, Nightingale took the box back to her bedroom, but before she could open it, Lightning, Maggie, Lily and Mystery Moon also jumped in, their eyes shining as they stared at the box in her hands.
"What's wrong?" Vendy couldn't help but laugh, "Do you want to see what it is?"
Except for Lily, the other three nodded.
"His Royal Highness is biased!" Lightning muttered, "It's fine if he doesn't let us drink the wine, but why didn't he even give us a gift!"
"He said he would only give it to adult witches," Lily sighed, "You can ask him when you're an adult. And I don't care what's inside, why did he drag me here? "
"Hey," Mystery Moon was surprised, "I only called you once, I didn't pull you."
"I …"
"Stop, that's not the point!" Lightning shouted, "Mystery Moon is an adult, Maggie is also an adult, but they don't!"
"That's right, coo," Maggie pushed aside the white hair covering her face and raised her chin in protest, "I also don't have coo!"
"This … His Royal Highness has his own considerations," Nightingale also felt a little strange, before Roland had never treated everyone differently, why did he choose to give the gift this time? "Let's see what's inside first."
Opening the box, they saw a strange piece of clothing in front of them, it looked like a few cloth bands and a cloth bag, very soft to the touch, the material was obviously high-quality satin, but no matter how they looked at it, it didn't look like a piece of clothing, because it was really too small.
"There is a piece of paper at the bottom," Lightning shouted.
Nightingale spread out the paper and found that it was written with the introduction of the gift and how to use it, and next to the method of use there was a picture.
"Uh …" Vendy also opened her own box, "This thing is called a bra?"
"… It can relieve the weight of the chest, promote blood circulation, stabilize the posture, and at the same time reduce the discomfort of friction." Nightingale's voice became lower and lower, and she felt her cheeks suddenly become hot. This thing was actually used to support her chest? She couldn't help but look at Vendy, only to discover that all the other witches were also looking at her, revealing expressions of sudden realization.
"Pfft," Lily couldn't help but laugh. "Now you know why you don't have any gifts, right? Tsk tsk, let me correct my previous statement. Lightning probably won't get this gift after she becomes an adult. "
"You speak as if there will be," Mystery Moon said, glaring at her.
"I don't care." The latter rolled his eyes.
"Is this like a corset?" Only Lightning was completely unmoved. Her eyes were filled with curiosity and envy. "Can you wear it for me to see?"
"Of course not!" Vendy showed a rare look of embarrassment. After driving all four of them out, she was slightly relieved. "Why would His Highness suddenly... give us this?"
Nightingale also felt a little embarrassed. It was okay if it was just a gift of underwear. Everyone usually wore and used clothes from the castle, so no one felt embarrassed. But this obviously had to be suitable for different people to wear. In other words, before Roland, had carefully observed everyone's... size? This thought made her blush, and she couldn't help but want to hide in the Mist.
By the way, if it was Anna, what would she do?
"I'll leave and come back soon," Nightingale said as she spread out the Mist, passed through the wall, and walked to the door of Anna's bedroom. After hesitating for a moment, she finally chose to knock on the door and enter.
The door was quickly opened. Anna was wearing a nightgown, and her expression was the same as usual. "What's the matter?"
"Uh, I want to ask..." Nightingale entered the room and turned around to close the door. "What do you think about the gift from His Highness?"
"I've already put it on. It's very convenient."
Anna's answer caught her off guard. "You've already put it on?"
"Yes," Anna nodded. "Do you want to see it?"
"No, no need." She hurriedly waved her hand and hesitated. "I just want to ask, don't you think it's strange to give this?"
"Why?" Anna was puzzled. "His Highness also said that he wants to promote this and sell it to more people as a product, so he needs us to help him try it on. And this is very good. "She patted her chest." It's soft and light. Except that the hook on the back is not easy to take off, it's much better than wearing an extra layer of underwear. "
"So that's how it is …" Nightingale couldn't help but sigh in her heart. She didn't care about these trivial things at all, but focused on His Highness's goal. Perhaps this was what made her different, pure and direct. As a gift from Roland, Nightingale knew that she would try it anyway, so why was she still so shy? It was the same before. There was no need to hide at all. She could just tell him her thoughts openly. If it was Anna, she would definitely do the same, right?
Thinking of this, Nightingale went back to her room, picked up the bra and studied it for a while. She hid in the fog, fastened it, put on her coat, and reappeared in front of Vendy.
"It's a little big." She tried to jump. "But it's really a lot more comfortable to wear. At least I don't have to worry about the rough clothes and the pain in my chest. Also, it doesn't affect my movements at all, and I can save the chest belt. It's very convenient … You should try it. "
"No, I don't need it …" Vendy shook her head.
"How can that be?" Nightingale chuckled and pulled her into the fog. "I always feel that His Highness designed this dress because of you."
*
Sylvie felt that she had seen more strange things today than she had seen in the past few years.
Water flowed from a pipe with a flick of the switch, soap with a light fragrance, and white wine that burned her throat. But Evelyn still accompanied His Highness to drink all three cups?
Of course, the most inconceivable thing was the gift of clothes after dinner … She knew that the nobles did have the practice of giving corsets, but other people would at least put on a corset dress, how could they directly give this? And even if it was given as a gift, it was usually given to someone very close … such as a lover.
But listening to His Highness, it seemed that he not only wanted to give intimate clothes to witches, but also wanted to promote it and popularize it in the Western Territory? Sylvie couldn't help but shiver. Which noble would choose to personally do this business, or … he had an extraordinary interest in breasts and buttocks?
After Nightingale pulled Vendy into the fog, she could only vaguely see two vague shadows floating around the bed. Obviously, under the instigation and encouragement of the former, Vendy had accepted the gift. What about the other witches? Didn't they understand the meaning of giving intimate clothes?
Thinking of Ashes's warning, Sylvie couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
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