Aurelia’s face burned as she stood there in shame.

Carmella got up and around the long table to slowly make her way to Aurelia. She pointed at one of the garments and told her, “This is one of the gold-couching techniques. The raw material for the gold thread used here comes from a neighboring country of Southeast Aciatic. The annual yield isn’t a lot, so it’s very precious. The thread is soft and fragile, not having much flexibility, so one has to be exceptionally careful when embroidering to be able to keep the thread whole.”

Aurelia had heard about this, but this was her first time seeing it.

“This style has high requirements for one’s needlework techniques.” Carmella looked at her calmly. “This robe alone took five to six months and the collaboration of several veteran artisans.”

Aurelia bit her lips and stayed quiet.

“Ms. Aurelia, I’m not doubting your ability,” Carmella said softly. “But sometimes, whether a person can accomplish something doesn’t depend on their ability but their knowledge and experience.

“Just like these robes. You’ve never seen them or come across such a style of craftsmanship. No matter how strong your ability is, you won’t be able to embroider it.

“Same goes for you and Neil.

Southeast Aciatic for some time now, so you must understand what I’m saying. I don’t need to find you an interpreter,

gall in her throat. Her hands were balled into fists with her fingernails stabbing

queen

gorgeous garments like these, she would

result in conflicts and differences in values in the long term. When the novelty wore off, would they still be as forgiving and tolerant to each other when they realized

a part of her heart out. Without her “uncle”, her life was an incomplete puzzle—almost missing

timing and eyed her servant. The latter placed a thick

Armania dollars and a

status in the past and have had a hard time being treated as an illegal immigrant.” Carmella looked at her.

a passport, Ms. Aurelia. You’ll be a true Southeast Aciatic citizen from now on.” Carmella spoke with emphasis. “But please leave

the money and passport. “Your Majesty, you’re giving me citizenship, but it’s to ask me to

Carmella looked at her coldly.

I to leave

“Until Neil gets married.”

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