Liana Ordo Skywalker

Part 6 of Liana's story



Brunai leads Liana across the village. All the while the young child is struggling with the clothes provided. They reach a small, modest hut and Brunai knocks on the door. A light hearted voice responds "Come on in." Brunai turns the knob and opens the door beckoning for Liana to enter. She complies nervously. A stout woman comes into the room. Liana marvels at the roundness in her cheeks and how they just catch the light causing them to shine. "Oh, Brunai! It's lovely to see you." She catches sight of Liana, standing there in her disheveled ensemble. "Such a tiny thing this one is." The joviality in her voice causes a small shy smile from Liana, despite her nerves. "Have you got a name sweetie?" She inquires of the little girl. Brunai answers for her "We haven't had the opportunity to start her lessons in speech yet. This one preferred to learn the fine art of getting messy first." A soft smile crosses the older woman's lips. "The child is called Liana." The Pudgy woman responds "Liana! I think that's a fine name." She coos as she taps the child on the nose. "Let's get you measured and fitted." She looks to Brunai "I have some of the cutest dresses already selected since you told me the child was a female. Just a few adjustments to the hem and sleeves I think. That will take me no time. She will be a fun one to dress." She chuckles "Once I get her properly measured". She motions for Liana to stand on top of a stool and as Liana does as instructed she goes to fetch her measuring tape. She measures first the child's arms then legs and proceeds to bring it around to measure Liana's waist line without issue. She's a bit confused as she goes to measure the child's chest circumference and the measuring tape doesn't rest flat against her back. Liana, confused herself to begin with, doesn't understand the puzzled expression on the woman's face. Brunai catching the encounter stands quickly and motions the seamstress over and whispering into her ear explains why there would be an issue with measurement. Startled, the seamstress looks to Brunai and whispers "But she looks like an ordinary child." She places her hands on her robust hips. "Well, we'll just make this work. Should make for an interesting challenge." She looks to Liana with a curious smile. "I think we may need to remove that shirt young one so I can see what we're up against." Liana shivers at the thought and shakes her head adamantly. She realizes they mean her feathery accessories. Brunai stands and smiles gently at the little girl. "Come child, we're all females here." Liana trembles and nods as a tear fell from her eye. Brunai wipes the tear and gently helps the small child remove her tunic.



The seamstress circled the stool countless times with one hand on her chin and the other resting at her waist, periodically stopping to let out a short sigh. She turns to leave the room only to return with what looked like a pink explosion of lace in her hands. Within short moments she has the mock up of a skirt fashion from the material. She places it on Liana to adjust the hem. Once satisfied she leaves the room again with another explosion, but this time in white. She quickly fashions what appears to be a top yet the back is left open. She places it on the small girl, letting out a chuckle at her own brilliance. She turns to Brunai. "I think I have the general idea and the perfect patterns in mind for such a cute little thing. I'll just need about a day or so to give you enough for a few changes." She stood and moved over toward a dress already made that was two sizes bigger than the little girl but plain in its nature. She made quick work with the shears and shortened the sleeves as well as the hem. She placed it over Liana's head and stood back. "Nothing compared to what I have planned, but that will do for now" She smiles.



Brunai stood forward. "My thanks for your help. The child and I shall return in two days time." Both women nod to each other and Brunai motions for Liana to follow. The child's brow creases and she looks up to the old woman questioningly. "She's odd in temperament, but good of heart and a fine dress maker. You will look like the lovely little girl you are once she's done." Liana's face furrows, though she is unsure what the woman means, she has a feeling she's not going to like it.

..... To be continued.....









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