VALERIA

"Yes, yes, of course, Your Majesty. What an honor to have you in my humble shop," Mrs. Betty responded nervously, bowing respectfully.

"Thank you for your work. Step out for a moment, Mrs. Betty—Sasha is waiting downstairs to pay," he replied, but his eyes never left mine for a second.

I took advantage of the seamstress leaving quickly, closing the door behind her, to head over to where my dress was folded and put it back on.

However, I had only reached the edge of the table when I hear