The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy
“That dress looks insane on you!”
Daphne blushes, but I can tell that she’s pleased as she gives a tiny ironic curtsey. “Daphne Designs, of course,” she says, waving a hand down to gesture to the expanse of the sleeveless dress that hugs her every curve all the way down to the intricately pleated skirt, which flares out at her hips and spreads around her, all the way to the ground. It’s just a few shades darker red than her hair, which I never realized would look so good until I see it now in person.