Drayko nods, "Yes, definitely. I'll escort you to our family's tailor. He can get your measurements and make you some clothes while we get you something cooler to wear."<br/><br/>They walk back inside and down the servant quarters. It was just as grand as the rest of the place. Servants lived in style as some would say in her world. The tailor was a grand elf. His name was Inuon and he was making something of a ball gown. This was for one of the suitors for the royal ball. It was open to all but it is really meant for Drayko to meet females.<br/><br/>"Inuon, how are you, my friend?", Drayko greets.<br/><br/><br/><br/>"Hm? You guess? Something wrong, Iris?", she asks concerned.