The first rays of dawn, like liquid gold, spilled into the chamber, caressing the form of Ashen as he stood before the mirror.
The royal threads of House Drakonis, draped over his shoulders, are his first official entry into the royal palace so he needs to be in nice attire.
Ero was helping him secure the last silver clasp on his belt when the heavy door groaned open.
A hush fell over the room as both eyes turned to the entrance in shock.
Lumina stood there with a small smile, "Hey… Stella said you might still be in the room." Both lads were too stunned to speak.
Lumina stood in her deep violet gown flowing over the stone floor like a river of twilight.
"Ashen.." she called again since no one had spoken between them to confirm they were there.
Ashen, caught off guard, instinctively reached for his outer robe, a blush creeping up his neck.
Ero's face mirrored his surprise, a flush of embarrassment coloring his cheeks as he quickly clasped his belt.
