Mr. Wilkins poked his apprentice again. He then brought a dress with numerous rubies and emeralds attached to it.
"Haha, Your Grace, you really do have a discerning eye. You eventually made me bring out this dress!"
The dress was indeed beautiful. Its emeralds shined so brightly in the sunlight that it almost blinded Rubica's eyes. However, her smile left a long time ago.
'… it's not right for me.'
When carefully thinking about it, everything Mr. Wilkins had recommended to her was expensive. But none of them really matched Rubica. He even pretended not to hear her when she tried to add the right decorations to the dresses he showed and tried to make her chose even more expensive things.
Was she supposed to tell him to leave now?
She was overwhelmed by his confident attitude of showing her this and that with a smile. She hesitated. He had brought so much, but she really didn't… want to buy. Being confident wasn't bad for a merchant selling his goods, but he was doing too much.