Of course she does

“Yes!” I say. I really do want one of Master’s designs. But why? Those robes are enchanted. They were a gift from King Matthias. It seems weird to give them up so easily.

“I have things to attend to, I will see you for dinner,” Master said.

Lillian and Celeste gave a curtsy before he left. I considered getting up to mimic them but he was gone before I could.

“So, let’s go Rosemary. We need to get you some new clothes, yes?” Celeste asked.

“Yes, I would very much like that,” I said as I sat up covering myself with my arms.

Lillian gave a curtsy to Celeste and me. “I am here is ever you need.”

Celeste returned the gesture and glanced at me. I tried to mimic it while keeping my arms over myself. They both giggled at me.

With that I left with Celeste, she was walking fast. I tried my best to keep up, but the stone floor was cold for my bare feet. “Can I ask a question?”

She stopped and turned to look at me. “Why of course. I am the head maid, answering questions is one of my jobs!”

“Are we under the effect of charmed?” I asked.

I sensed blood lust for a split second but then she smiled. “What an interesting idea. You know your the second to propose it. I don’t know much about magic, so I can’t really say. But I will ask this in return. Would that change anything?”

“I mean, it would mean that we are here against-”

She grabbed my wrist gently. “Will you serve Master?”

“Of course!” I said before I could even think. Yet I knew it was true.

“Will you slay his enemies?” she asked.

“Of course!” Once again I said it before I could even intake what she asked me.

“Will you act for his benefit above all else?”

“Of course!”

“Then does it matter if you are charmed or not?”

“I guess it doesn’t?” I said.

She smiled. “I am glad we agree. Come along though, we need to get you clothes before dinner, or would you rather meet everyone nude?”

“No! Definitely want clothes!”

She giggled.

We walked for a while before eventually climbing a tower. Seemed an out of the way spot to have clothes but I can see why Celeste didn’t want us dallying. Once at the top, we entered a room with cloth everywhere and another girl in a similar outfit. She did a curtsy on our arrival.

“I am Sofia, the seamstress for Master,” she said. “I heard we had a new sister! Nice to meet you!”

“Am I actually a new sister?” I asked. “I just got here. I don’t-”

“Don’t be rude,” Celeste interrupted. “All women that serve Master are sisters to one another. So of course we see you as our sister. Or are you implying something?”

“Huh? No! Of course by that metric I am a sister!” I paused to think. I really am charmed aren’t I? I can’t imagine another reason I would be so distraught at the idea of not serving my Master. Even that word, Master. I never felt much of a connection to it before but right now it felt more like the word god in my brain.

“Good,” Celeste said. “Now T-Pose.”

“Huh?” I asked.

Celeste raised her arms to demonstrate. Oh. I mimicked her, but I was flushed with embarrassment while doing so. Sofia came over and began measuring me. The cloth she used was silky and it tickled against my bare skin.

“Your shape is very beautiful,” Sofia said.

My cheeks turned even more crimson. Looking closely around the room I noticed all the outfits had similar aspects to them. They all put the breasts on display rather than covering them. They tended to expose the belly as well. The bottoms were short and they had gloves that extended to a ring on the middle finger. They were more akin to fancy underwear that actual clothes.

“Is every outfit… have such little fabric?” I asked.

Sofia covered her mouth as she chuckled. “Master’s designs are not meant for modest girls. Tell you what? I will try and add a bit more for you, okay?”

“Thank you!” I said with genuine excitement. Just hiding my cleavage would be a massive relief. I had never actually put my breasts on display before, so it was causing me massive anxiety imagining myself in these waitress uniforms.

“Happy to help!” she said. “But your hair is so dirty. Celeste-”

“I planned to clean her up while you were getting her outfit ready,” Celeste said.

“My hair?” I asked. “What’s wrong with it?” I felt my hair. It seemed like it always did. I guess I hadn’t brushed it today, but I was an adventurer. It wasn’t much of a concern.

Celeste grabbed my hand and brought it to her hair. My mind blanked as I felt what was more like silk than hair. I knew her hair looked gorgeous but to think it felt this good as well. How? She looked at my eyes and smiled.

“We belong to Master, it is only natural that we keep ourselves presentable. Otherwise we insult his greatness, wouldn’t you agree?”