Aesthetic Royale High Outfits の小説・ストーリー

Then with very much excitement, began dressing himself. Roy chose a tight fitting leather pant, high neck white sweater and a pitch black long coat. For this time, he left his dark raven curls free—that gave a nice shape to his angular face. Roy also felt like leaving his hair free because he didn't like wearing beanies or it's substitutes to avoid the cold wind. His long hair usually helped in this matter. He also applied some cold cream to his face. Otherwise, Ivoryina would scold him for not properly keeping his skin hydrated in winter.

His hair was combed and styled perfectly, every strand falling into place with effortless elegance. The black royal cloak with its intricate golden embroidery hugged his broad shoulders, the black waistcoat beneath it accentuating his strong frame, and the deep blue shirt peeked out at the collar, adding a touch of rich color that made his red eyes stand out even more. He looked breathtaking, like a prince stepped out of an ancient legend.

He grinned, staring back at me. He reached across the table, his fingers grazing the back of my hand. I didn't pull away, though every instinct screamed at me to bolt. His skin was warm, his touch surprisingly soft. It felt fake, like a mask of civility over a man who had notoriously purged his father’s entire council and replaced them with people loyal only to him. I knew the rumors of his ruthlessness. A man like Kael didn't do anything without a motive, and his so called gentleness felt like the most dangerous weapon in his arsenal. I just needed to be conscious. The day of the Royal Council finally arrived. Kael had sent a dress of deep, midnight-blue velvet, embroidered with silver thre

Axel approached Reina and stood in front of her, trying to gauge her intentions. Reina groaned in exasperation. "I don't know why you have to ruin my mood with your foul face." Axel remained silent, taking in Reina's appearance. She wore a long, elegant dark blue body-con dress that accentuated her figure, with a daring thigh-high slit. She wore a simple diamond necklace and her hair was styled in a French twist, with a few loose curls framing her face. A dark blue butterfly pin adorned her hair, and she completed the look with ankle strapped heels.

DPOV My royal dresser eased me into an ornate, pure-white jacket adorned with numerous, silver buttons that vertically ran down my torso. Black fur lined its collar and hems, while metallic patterns swirled in between. Black trousers covered my legs, tucked into equally dark, knee-length boots decorated with lighter swirls. My brown hair fell around my face, lightly brushing my shoulders, as a lavish headpiece stood a foot tall atop my skull.

So everyone is kind of obliged to attend. "You're just making up an excuse not to be alone with your ex," accused Gisele, turning to me. The dress she held was pink, with a long skirt, but extremely loose at the waist, which still devalued our body. Silently, I made a face as if to say that that dress should be the last one for her to dream of wearing. My younger sister had serious problems with the fashion issue. "And I can't find a single dress that makes me presentable to the Royal entourage.

So he tried to consider his strange wish. Roy sighed with relief when Elma accepted the dress. Seeing that his wife didn't protest, Roy tried to make a profit by offering another dress. The navy-colored dress covered the top and bottom, but it looked elegant and made Elma even more beautiful and elegant when she wore it. "How about this one? Surely your aura of beauty in wearing this dress will defeat the bride," said Roy, praising him first while hiding other intentions. Of course, Roy still didn't want Elma to wear a dress that was open at the top, so Roy had to persuade Elma to wear clothes that were all covered.

She was the friend who knew the latest trends before they were cool, the one who could make any outfit look like it was plucked from the pages of a high-fashion magazine. Ashley, the birthday girl, went for the classic "Fashionista Sasha." Her curly short hair was styled in a high ponytail, with a few loose strands framing her face. She wore a pink mini-dress that matched her doll's outfit, complete with a chic belt and dainty heels. Her makeup was minimal but effective, letting her natural beauty shine through. Sasha's outfit was the epitome of sophistication and poise, much like Ashley herself, who always knew how to navigate social situations with grace.

In the Raven Palace, "Princess, we are done" The stylists who came to get Valerie ready for the Coronation stepped aside and turned her to face the mirror. When Valerie saw her reflection in the mirror, she gasped with surprise. She is looking breathtaking. The dress Raphael gifted her has crystals embedded in the bodice, making it shine under the lights. Even though the dress is black, the silver lining under the dress is more prominent than the black color. The dress has Sheer transparent full sleeves. That combination gave an edge to her dress. Belatedly Valerie realized how smartly Raphael thought about her dress. The colors in her dress also represent her birth clan in a subtle but prom

Her beauty was just as breathtaking as the man standing next to her. She showed off her slim figure in a classy but straightforward outfit, which consisted of a long-sleeved royal blue blouse and a short black skirt. The air the girl gave off a strong regal and dignified aura as her piercing sapphire blue eyes caused others to feel as if they were inferior when graced with her presence.