Through this process, dress shops that received Christina’s meticulous choices received a ‘visit request’ notification from Julius’s maid and visited the Julius mansion on the appointed day. They tailored dresses to fit Christina’s body, completing dresses that were tailored to her body.
It was one of the rare opportunities to meet Lady Christina Julius privately, other than the victory prayer mass at the temple.

However, the chosen dress shops received a letter from the Julius Marquisate, requesting them to complete dresses exactly like before since Lady Christina Julius cannot be met privately.

It was expected by everyone.

Because the upper class already knew that they could meet Lady Christina through the dress shops and were eagerly anticipating it.

Dress shops that didn’t want to miss the opportunity to connect with Julius offered their legs to the upper class, who approached with fervor to make it possible to meet Christina.

Lord Julius then issued a stern statement.

“Before the ‘Arthur’s Coming-of-Age Ceremony,’ Lady Christina also had decided not to meet anyone privately.”

“It is to avoid harming Arthur’s official duties and the honor of the Julius family as we approach a glorious event. Please cooperate.”

Instead, the beautifully finished autumn dresses tailored to Lady Christina’s measurements were delivered into the hands of the mansion’s servants and crossed the threshold of the Julius Marquisate.

And the dress shops, bringing new candidate dresses awaiting Christina’s selection, exhibited them in the designated hall of the Julius mansion before leaving.

“…….”

Christina walked through the hall, glancing at dresses worn by dozens of mannequins.

And among them, she casually picked about a dozen dresses.

Dazzling, sparkling, luxurious, and elegant dresses that suited Christina’s taste.

Also, some restrained formal event dresses with minimal decorations.

And a few subdued and elegant monochromatic dresses that seemed suitable for mourning ceremonies or masses.

Dresses with modest dignity, perhaps considering the meeting with the royal family.

She chose more dresses than usual this time.

Perhaps she needed dresses for various purposes more than usual in the future.

House Steward Jim silently followed Christina, taking notes of the dresses she chose and admiring her exceptional insight.

Whenever she chose a dress, there was always a reason, and it always perfectly suited Christina and the required situation.

Except for not having a gentle temperament, she was truly a perfect noble lady.

While perusing the dresses, Christina turned around.

And after staring at something in front of one of the mannequins, she chuckled with her chin resting on her hand.

“This one was designed after seeing that child.”

“What?”

Christina pointed to a mannequin wearing a light ivory dress.

“……?”

Although it was a beautiful and elegant dress, it gave off a somewhat different feeling.

It had a more subtle sensation, different from the dresses Christina had chosen before.

“!”

In an instant, House Steward Jim realized the meaning of ‘that child’ and held his breath.
Unable to meet Christina as requested, most of the dress shops that wished to establish a connection with the Julius family would design dresses from afar while observing Lady Christina Julius attending the temple for a victory prayer mass and would send dresses that would suit her.

And they would send the dresses, hoping for the honor of being visited.

However, it had been quite a while since Christina had been unable to attend the temple mass.

It meant there was no place to see Christina anymore.

This dress shop made a mistake by mistakenly designing dresses based on the appearance of Reyna, who appeared at the morning coming-of-age ceremony, thinking she was Christina, and sent them to her.

“Which dress shop was it?”

House Steward Jim answered nervously to Christina’s question.

“It’s the dress shop that sent the first dress. Please wait a moment. The name of the dress shop is…”

Christina’s lips smoothly curved upward.

“Have you never seen me there?”

“No, Miss.”

And the house steward quickly confirmed the name of the dress shop from his notes and said,

“I won’t accept dresses from this place again. I apologize.”

Christina turned away with a smile.

“No, you did well. I’ll also place an order for this.”

“What?”

The house steward asked in bewilderment.

Place an order?

Christina’s fingers, which started to roam among the dresses again, pointed to several more mannequins.

“This one, and that one. Also, that one.”

Christina’s voice continued gently.

“Order them in that child’s size.”

“…!”

The house steward’s eyes widened.

“Pay attention to security.”

Christina concluded with a smile.

“When the dresses arrive, send them to the child’s quarters.”

The house steward nodded.

“Yes, Miss. I will do so.”