Kersen didn't comment on this, but a little smile did twitch at his lips... and he took James' hand to pull him back to the sewing room across the hall from his bedroom.
The lighting in the room was quite good, because despite not having a window that could open to the light, there were lamps with soft bulbs and an overhead light. There was a sewing machine and a cutting/drafting table, and shelves filled with fabric and related things.
The painting was hanging above the drafting table, centered and lit by the lamp there. And in the middle of the room as well there was a tall dress form (clearly custom-made for Kersen), and on it was a stunning gown that was in the last stages of completion. It was made entirely of feathers. Midnight blue, royal blue, teal, turquoise, the colors creating lines that followed the curves of a body. The neckline featuring a collar of sparse feathers, and the whole thing ended in a train that looked, well... like a peacock tail, with the black eyes of the feathers dotted with black crystals.
Kersen looked almost shy as he confessed, "I was inspired."
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The lighting in the room was quite good, because despite not having a window that could open to the light, there were lamps with soft bulbs and an overhead light. There was a sewing machine and a cutting/drafting table, and shelves filled with fabric and related things.
The painting was hanging above the drafting table, centered and lit by the lamp there. And in the middle of the room as well there was a tall dress form (clearly custom-made for Kersen), and on it was a stunning gown that was in the last stages of completion. It was made entirely of feathers. Midnight blue, royal blue, teal, turquoise, the colors creating lines that followed the curves of a body. The neckline featuring a collar of sparse feathers, and the whole thing ended in a train that looked, well... like a peacock tail, with the black eyes of the feathers dotted with black crystals.
Kersen looked almost shy as he confessed, "I was inspired."