~{INGRID'S POV}~
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I came from a modern world where technology existed and we dressed in casual but classy outfits but currently, I was given a silk white robe-like dress.
Even before that, the people were odd and living like they were still in the ancient times but a little more refined.
The robe-like dress covered my hands and feet and made me look like a midnight goddess or something. And as for my hair, it was recoiled and neatly left to fall against my shoulders. My lips were painted red and my face powdered.
"Isn't this a bit much?" I carefully asked the red haired lady.
"It is not even close to the word bit," she answered and I blinked in horror.
When she was done, she smiled and gave me a fan.
"I noticed that your cheeks always turn red whenever I mention the dragon. So this fan should help," she said and I nearly buried myself in embarrassment.
"What am I going to do when I'm beside him?" I nervously asked and she smiled before saying, "Let him take the lead."
