The airship touched down at the Cygnia City docks, and the Princess was bustled out by a half dozen maids, in order to get her ready for the meeting.
"Lord Dominic, if you will follow me, please. The dress code is military formal. There is a dressing room for the gentlemen as well." An armourer informed him, then winked at Dominic.
They worked together in the forge, so they were far from strangers, even if they had only spoken a few words to each other.
"You get off easy today. My gear hasn't taken any damage, and I already polished it." Dominic laughed as he stepped into the changing room and took out everything for one final check before getting dressed.
"I've got the high shine coating if you want? Just a bit of extra sparkle for your big day."
Dominic shrugged. "Why not. I suspect there will be a big show of officially promoting my Rank, with guests and maybe even one of those fancy photographers."
