Chapter 55: The Swift Work of Charles Dickson Pt.1

I blink in amazement, the long sleeves drape from the dress, as ruffles follow it. It's so strange and especially nostalgic. Victor's ring echoing in my mind, with the details of the outfit. I-I think I want that one. I want to wear that outfit, I want a piece of sense that would give me hope.

Hope that my cousin is still alive out there, that Rene' is still alive out there. I turn back to a drifting Charles and lightly grab his shoulders. He freezes but then looks down to me, "Victoria, you caught me." I nod, "Yes and I think I know which outfit I want you to make."

I point to the special one on the wall that I saw and he rubs his eyes, blinking lightly, "Oh the L'obscurité de la nuit(Dark of Night)?" He moves over to it, taking it from the pin that holds it up. "I call it, "Dark of Night" because it reminds me of the deepest part of the darkness that no one talks of. The blood part. Your mother actually inspired me when she was talking about the wine the other day. I didn't know this one was going to catch your eye. It's more of a W.I.P."

I tilt my curly head, "Work in progress?" He nods with a light blush, "Yes but if you so enjoy it then, Je serais heureux de le faire(I would be glad to make it)." He says some words in French that I don't quite understand but I don't mind them much. I'm sure they're good things, atleast I hope. I will have to learn more French soon to find out.

I fiddle with my fingers as he pulls out the same fabric from the sketch and I take a deep breath asking, "Hey Charles what did you say French? I only know a little because of ballet but I am not quite fluent. Is it good things?" I'm a bit hesitant about the words I say and my heart beats faster then a ticking clock, watching his expression change.

"Oh-oh my goodness I'm sorry I accidentally do that when I get to excited or flustered. I just said I would be glad to make it." He ruffles his hair, "I would be glad to make anything for you, Victoria."

The room goes silent and his face gets even redder from this. "Ah sorry that probably sounds weird!" He wraps the fabric around a pale mannequin a bit shaky and I am deeply confuse did I say something wrong?