"Drizelous, what…"
Florian's voice trailed off as his eyes fell on himself in the mirror.
His breath caught, his reflection so foreign yet breathtaking that for a moment, he almost didn't recognize the man staring back.
His gaze flicked to Drizelous, then to Cashew—whose mouth hung slightly open—and even to Azure, who practically vibrated with excitement, stars dancing in its wide eyes.
Florian swallowed.
He was… well, he was beautiful.
The outfit was unlike anything he'd ever worn, intricate and radiant. It was surprising, and a little too showy but those were the least of his worries.
It wasn't that it was bad.
He was simply… confused.
"Your Highness, you look so…" Cashew breathed, blinking rapidly, as though words alone weren't enough. "…so beautiful."
"Kraa." Azure croaked, nodding eagerly, wings flaring out as if in applause.
