"Ina..." Indigo slowly repeated the word, tasting it on his tongue. It was short but easy to remember. But it must've been a nickname she used. "Ah, a wonderful name... Short but sweet." He seemed to smile at her, eyes glittering a bright green from under his mask. The young man seemed... charming, but a bit of his mischievous side showed as he talked to the lady before him. [i]Focus. Even though she might not be royalty, you can still sneak out later...[/i]

At her question, he chuckled to himself. "A seamstress, eh?" he commented kindly. "Hmm... I don't recall ever hearing your name in Rendisone... Strange." Suspicion creeped into his mind and he tried not to show it in his voice. "I am a Duke of Rendisone, you see. But I'll be sure to mention you back at home. You must make the loveliest of clothes." He winked at her for into a moment. "Do you mind making me a cloak one day? It might be nice to have one made by someone as pretty as you."

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