The Revenge of the Reincarnated Villainess
Ipu thought.
Oh, right, shit. Carmen groaned. These people had no idea what period drama was. "It's nothing," she assured.
"Whatever you say, my lady." Ipu nodded and moved to a rack, carefully selecting a long, flowing gown in a pale lavender shade. It sparkled faintly under the lights, the fabric so delicate it seemed to float in her hands.
The sight of it made Carmen's stomach drop. "That? You want me to wear that?"
"Yes, my lady," Ipu replied, holding it up for Carmen to see.