**Elizabeth's POV**

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"Then try on this blue dress. It must fit you well." Elroy held out another dress with a large hemline to me.

I refused, without hesitation, "No. I can't walk in it."

"It doesn't matter. I can let you sit on my shoulder. You don't have to walk on your own," Elroy suggested.

See, they certainly weren't going to let me walk by myself.

"I refuse." I said as I reached for the loose nightgown, "I only wear clothes that won't interfere with my daily life."

Elroy let out a disappointed sigh, then said, "Fine. Then let me help you wear it. Is that okay?"

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