"Can you stop now?"
My grumbling voice echoed within a fancy room as I looked up.
"You represent Segyal Highbloods," Daina said, completely ignoring my protest while adjusting my collar.
"You need to look presentable."
"I already look good," I muttered. "You're just wasting time."
"Looking 'good' isn't enough. You need to look flawless."
I sighed, glancing at her.
She had a striking face, framed by soft blonde hair cascading down her back.
Dressed in a simple gown that clung loosely to her figure, she seemed effortlessly elegant just like a high elf.
I sighed, adjusting my stance as she continued to fuss over my attire.
Finally, she nodded in satisfaction. "Better."
I turned to the tall mirror beside us.
Dark suit with small silver lining that was faintly visible.
White hair with a subtle purple undertone tied into a low ponytail.
One blue eye, one violet, gazing back at me.
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'Thank you, my lady.'
I turned toward the door. "Let's go—"
"Wait."
