37-Annoyance

Noah

I raised my hands in the royal fitting room, allowing a man that I had no idea who he was, to wrap the tape around my arms, wrists, and chest and give me certain instructions which I adhered to, perfectly. 

"Make it loose at that point. " I heard Madam Clarissa instruct him and my lips opened to let out an inaudible groan.

When he left, I turned and put down my hands.

I noticed Clarissa's sharp gaze on me as she circled me like a fox staring at her prey.

"Your posture isn't perfect. Lift your shoulders. " She demanded, standing right in front of me with her neck raised.

She seemed so short as she had to raise her neck to look me in the eye. I stared at her small eyes that gave her an intimating look. I rubbed a hand along my lips, resisting the urge to burst into laughter.

"Lift your shoulder," she repeated, again, "My Prince. "

"Is this necessary?" I asked, crossing my hands to touch my arms.