Samantha twirled once in front of the tall, antique mirror in the guest chamber. The deep crimson dress she now wore hugged her curves tastefully, with a subtle shimmer that caught the low lighting of the room. It wasn't overly revealing, but it did hint at a sensual theme with its open back.
"Definitely not bridal," she murmured with a smirk, brushing her fingers along the soft neckline.
"Not even close," Marcus agreed, tugging at the sleeves of his suit—sharp and slightly casual, with a maroon shirt.
They both chuckled.
A few minutes later, Callum and Kai joined them, similarly changed. Callum wore a storm-grey shirt, open at the collar with subtle dragon-scale embroidery along the cuffs. His boots gleamed, and he looked like a monarch on vacation.
