182 People at Bramsfield

When Emily entered the vast inner room, her eyes immediately fell on a collection of small square boxes containing various fabrics sourced from different places, which hung like portraits on one side of the deep orange wall. Brightly-lit lanterns illuminated the room to compensate for the absence of windows. Within this space, mannequins stood draped in fabrics, pinned in a manner that suggested they were awaiting the final stages of stitching.

"These are the ones that we currently have," the female assistant informed her while placing two gowns on the table. 

It seemed that the Storm Kingdom did indeed offer a variety of colours, and it was just that most of the people she had encountered so far opted to wear dull-looking clothes, as if to match the weather, Emily thought to herself. Her gaze shifted from a bright golden yellow gown to a rich, deep red one. It was truly a beautiful shade of red, she noted in her mind.