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As soon as the new that news about the Kings Masquerade started to circle around all hell broke loose, seamstresses have never had more orders, witches and wizards had many illusion charms to make. Beauty products are selling by thousands a minute.
Really Virgil didn’t understand the big deal of getting to be the Queen. Yes you get to live a life of luxury but you have Paul complain about his sheep being eaten by his neighbors dogs every Thursday.
Even with all those things Patton continues insisted that they go and enjoy the party and free food, and maybe catch the eye of a lord. he is starting work on our dresses even though Virgil said no. Virgil was doing all the orders for the dresses we are ordered to make for the customers.
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time skip brought to you by CROFTERS: a month later
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Three days before the ball people are ordering carriages to take them. Me and Patton are going in our wagon. Yes, he somehow convinced me to go.
Lets just hope that those free treats are good. Otherwise he has to deal with the pompis noble lady that comes in every Saturday to get a new dress that she’ll never wear, or to fix up her favorite dress that she always wears.
Virgil hoped that Patton would have a good at the ball. Even if he didn’t. otherwise the dresses he made for the both of them would be completely useless, and the masks he bought with what little money we get paid.