Duke's Beautiful Tailor

Chapter 6

He felt as if he had realised something for the first time.

‘How can someone be so happy to receive an order for just a few clothes?’

He even had a strange feeling. Although the tailor’s appearance was cute, it was not his face that caught the duke’s attention, but his bright smile. A bright face that makes even those who see it smile and want to smile…

Then, at that moment, when a thin finger touched his chest, the duke had a strange feeling.

The Duke of Bronant had been a longtime regular in the , but he had never seen this young man before. But that person standing behind Raynor Stud’s butler, Jerome, knew him well. He was a tall, dignified man, half-white, known for getting everything done as Raynor Stud’s right arm.

When he saw such man standing silently, the tailor in front of him was definitely one who was recognized by Raynor Stud. Even in the hands that took the measurements, there was a sense of sophistication.

Although on the surface he appears to be an unripe young boy somewhere between a boy and a young man, he may be older than what he thinks. But if it was a talented person like this, there would be no way he wouldn’t have known him all this time.

At that moment, Helena bent her back and bowed her head at the same time. White and thin as if powder was applied,

The nape of his neck caught the duke’s eye.

The duke laughed at that moment. ‘Really, it was easy to be confused, but you’re a girl.’

Because of her short haircut and her neutral voice, he was almost fooled by it. He didn’t know why she came here in this way, but he couldn’t help but think that it was very bold and absurd.

Now the duke looked at the tailor without hiding his curiosity. She was engrossed in her work and bit her lip lightly.

‘What is her identity?’

He wasn’t very acquainted with the tailors of the , but he had never heard of the famous Raynor Stud’s favorite female apprentice.

It was really intriguing. The duke narrowed his eyes, trying not to give her a stare so blatant that the other person would notice.

It was not easy for him to estimate her age, but the young lady in front of him must have passed the age of maturity. Suddenly, the duke’s mind remembered the tea party of Countess Deus, who had been semi-compulsorily present a few months prior.

The countess was anxious not to introduce him to her second daughter, who was making her socialite debut this year. The countess’ daughter was a beautiful maiden of innocence and was naive like a lily. Her youthful face had some resemblance to the tailor in front of him.

At first, he couldn’t remember where the similarities were. However, after thinking about it for a long time, the duke suddenly realised.

‘Those eyes.’

The duke thought, raising the corners of his mouth slightly.

Yes, it was those eyes. The long, bright eyes of the girl who looked at him with envy looked very similar to the mysterious blue-grey color of this tailor’s. He often saw people with gray eyes, but the girl’s eyes were gray with a deep blue tinge, reminiscent of a blue sky depending on the angle.

The duke felt no special feelings for the girl. All he thought was that those eyes were impressive. However, this young lady’s bright eyes drew his attention.