3. day in the city, right after breakfast. I was waiting on my old tutor. The last tow days I had played doll for my tailor and his seamstresses. They have taken measurements of my body and shown fabric samples, draped the fabric over me, shown sketches and I don't know what. Finally, the night before, they had promised that the first clothes would start arriving in five days. For now I was ready to get on whit my task. I got up by a knock on the door, and opened to find my guest on the other side. “Maria!” He grettet me whit a huge hug and swong me around. I giggeled and hugged him back. After a short chat to cach up we got down to busnies. He listened earnestly to my desire, and let me explain what my mission was. He didn't seem surprised or shocked at my plans, but he seemed worried. Th
