Once Rosaline had finished taking every measurement imaginable from the three sisters, not only for the royal banquet gowns, but for future dresses as well, as Ulrich had specifically requested, she finally stepped away from them and returned to where he was waiting.
In her hands, she carried a thick booklet filled with notes, quick sketches, measurements, preferred cuts, chosen fabrics, colors, and several personal adjustments of her own. She presented it to Ulrich, then to have his confirmation.
Ulrich took the booklet and began to flip through it in silence.
As expected, Rosaline's talent was remarkable. Her designs were elegant, refined, and meticulously adapted to each of the girls. She had not merely listened to their requests; she had interpreted them, softened what needed softening, elevated what needed refinement, and shaped each preference into something worthy of the Rubenhart name.
Then his gaze paused.
