A deep voice is heard outside the king's Qutar . "Your highness the tailor is here to speak with you." The wooden door swing open to a extravagant room that was king's office. "My greetings, my king." He bows down until the King who was standing facing through the enormous glass window.When he spoke with his deep husky voice which made the tailor's sweat run down under his armpits.
"Are the measurements done ?" He replies as he bow's down,"Yes my King, I have already collected the measurements from my Queen." silence is heard in the room before ,The king deep voice is heard." James, had him the the transcript so he may read and confirm the work before leaving." A old man in his mind 50's makes entry holding a written transcript and greeted the king before they were dismissed. "Greetings my King?" The king replies, " Had him the transcript and make sure of it that he has understood it if not search for another tailor because if anyone comes between these marriage, will lose his head on the spot."James replies as he directs the Tailor out of the king's office,"Yes my King everything will be well settled and congratulations my king to your wedding." They bow as the does from the chamber open wide to let them walk freely outside.