Roka and Liz returned from their first costume change like actresses stepping onto a stage between acts.
Liz wore a crimson asymmetrical dress that shimmered under the ballroom lights. One sleeve covered her entire right arm, embroidered with intricate golden designs, while the other arm was bare. Her hair had been styled in a tight braid that framed her face perfectly.
Roka, on the other hand, wore a sleek midnight-blue dress that hugged her upper body tightly. She fidgeted with the fabric awkwardly.
Cero stared at both, remaining silent for a bit too long.
"You like it?" Liz asked with a teasing voice.
"Hell yes," he answered, causing her to chuckle.
"Thanks…" Roka whispered with blushing cheeks. "It's a bit too… Anyway..."
They talked to many, shook countless hands, took a hundred pictures, and changed clothes half a dozen times, outfits ranging from dresses to kimonos, and even suits.
