"You look good~" said Kalia beside me, her voice soft but teasing, as we both gazed into the mirror.
I turned slightly, catching the reflection of myself draped in the golden and red robe.
It fit perfectly, the rich fabric hugging my shoulders and falling in sharp folds down to the floor.
The colors were vibrant and alive, and the embroidery glinted faintly in the light, giving me an air of royal majesty I hadn't felt before.
Kalia's eyes lingered on me with a spark of amusement.
"I will bet the other girls will lose their minds seeing you now~" she said, her voice lilting as she leaned closer.
Without warning, she reached up, tugged gently at the collar of the robe, and pressed her lips to mine in a quick, playful kiss.
I blinked, slightly stunned, but she wasn't done.
Her lips curled into a seductive smile, and she whispered, "Isn't that right, my king?"
I felt a warmth rush through me, both from her words and her closeness.
