"Your Majesty, this is Frac Habillé designed with reference to the formal attire of the Eagle King, the Iron Ridge King, and the Blast Furnace Castle King. Is there anything else you would like changed?"
The Flame Kingdom's finest tailor, Morris, the court's Master of Ceremonial Robes, stood before Liszt with his assistants carrying an incomparably luxurious set of clothes, asking respectfully.
"The Ruff collar is far too oversized. Remove it. And don't embroider such an obvious flame emblem over the chest—just blend the flames into the fabric as a pattern. Also, make these dragons more abstract. Don't make them so ostentatious. I don't like it."
"The dragon motifs will be easy to alter, but Your Majesty, the enormous Ruff collar represents a king's authority..."
"Do not question me. Learn to obey, Morris. Go make the changes." Liszt waved a hand blandly. He had no need to flaunt his authority with a ruff collar.
He had long been deeply dissatisfied with the clothing here, especially those ruff collars. Wearing one in summer could suffocate a person. Now that he had become king, it was time to reform those bizarre aristocratic fashions and replace bloated Frac Habillé with simple, fitted clothing.
There was no need to reform everything too drastically at once, however. That would be too unconventional and seem neither fish nor fowl.
He planned to spend a year gradually transforming the Flame Kingdom's aristocratic dress into Earth's suits, tailcoats, and riding attire.
Suits could be worn in everyday life, tailcoats on formal occasions, while riding attire was meant for horseback riding.
Of course.
The suits, tailcoats, and riding attire of Earth were all rather monotonous in color, which was not to Liszt's taste. Though he admired simple clothing, he still had demands when it came to color. He would