Before going out, noble ladies always meticulously dress themselves. Roy's mother emphasized countless times that if she were to show herself in public, she must be impeccably groomed, from the style of hair accessories to the color matching of shoes, leaving no room for error.
Thus, Roy carefully selected her dress and shoes, and styled her hair in a relatively light manner. When Soto entered, he happened to see her comparing several necklaces, seemingly unable to make a decision.
"Ah, you're just in time." Roy pulled him to the mirror, speaking with a troubled tone, "Quickly help me choose, which necklace matches better?"
The girl's face radiated a vibrant aura that made all kinds of precious gemstone necklaces appear dull by comparison.
Soto silently watched Roy. The connection between their bodies might not have changed their relationship; at least he couldn't see any panic or shyness in her eyes.
"Are you going to meet His Highness Theodore?"
