The Wedding III
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Nina York watched Grimm stumble in his elegant suit with a wry smile. She was attending his wedding as his grandmother.
"Grimm, no. You're doing it wrong. Those three buttons are all done wrong. Besides, you should have the black sleeves worn inside. And that rose on the left side of your chest. It must have twelve petals. Oh, look at your collar… and this too…"
Nina York pointed at Grimm's suit and taught him how to deal with the various mannerisms one by one.
Phew…
Massaging his brow, Grimm appeared to have gotten weary from all this.
The suits that the nobles wear during weddings were so complicated. No wonder the sorcerers prefer to just wear a huge robe instead of these gowns of nightmares. What a waste of time.
However, it couldn't be helped.
Perhaps this was also how these lavish living folk displayed how different they were from the peasants.
Ignorant!