Erza Costumes Novels & Stories

Hera nodded and did so. "What were you thinking?" Zach frowned. "Nothing. I was...I was just carried away." She responded. "Alright. Let's go in." He said. Hera adjusted her face mask and they entered the boutique. There were people around to buy or two clothing however Hera knew that these were not just ordinary clothing. They belonged to the higher class. Their arrival caught some attention because they were even wearing couple's cloth and Hera wasn't even aware of this until then. She, with widened eyes, quickly looked from Zach's coat for hers and was surprised to see that it was indeed very true.

Not to mention what they were wearing! While the rest of their rebellion were wearing tatty clothes that were either too big or too small, they were tarnished with mud and rips, but the five people at the front were wearing new, clean trainers with dark jeans and T-shirts… I mean who wears new trainers and Jeans to a fricking battle I scoffed in my head. They all stood sizing us up when a man who I believe must be Zara’s Uncle Rick, spoke up looking too fucking smug for my liking. ”Well, well, well, you must be Layton?”

Hera’s POV I walked by Eleazar’s side, my purple gown, slim fitted against my body, the hand slim running to my sleeves and meeting my lacy black gloves. Eleazar wore a black Italian suit, the buttons and cuff links golden and today his mask was a gold streaked black. I blushed as I remembered when he had first walked out of that closet while I had his walked out of the bathroom. His eyes had roamed my body. From my wet hair to my feet clad in a pink fluffy slippers and unlikely usual self, I found my eyes roaming his too.

Eira's POV I ended up wearing something casual, well at least that's what the other maids and Mona claimed. This was anything but casual. They had picked out a matching pair of a cross-button shirt and a slim fitting trouser. The cross-button shirt came with a cape and badges of all kinds, it was also laced with gold chains hanging from it's breast pocket. I wore a white glove to match my seemingly casual look. “ When you said casual, this wasn't what I had in mind,” I whispered to Mona as we headed outside.

the male Kea says, and my eyes lock on the burgundy female in the center. Her appearance says it all; she is Zor. She is the alien Zalu just warned me about. Her dress is black, sexy, and tight. There is a gold band around her neck connected to the dress, and her makeup is something I would describe as smokey. Her straight black hair reaches her waist and is super shiny. Her comrades are all dressed in white dresses that resemble each other. They look like sidekicks. As the Makskins begin to walk to their table, Jia leans in closer to me.

Wearing such material was a part of Hala’s culture, which was why every warrior who would be punished was dressed the same way. Valin and his aerial squad were in a single file. The captain wore the same clothing as the commander. Behind them were all the halan delegates who participated in Aqua Festival. The female shifters had minimal cover on their bodies. Aside from the same loincloth, their chest was wrapped in green fabrics with gold patterns.

Egbert Ray stepped into view, his presence sending a wave of murmurs through the crowd. Egbert was a striking figure, his presence alone commanding attention. His tall, lean frame was clad in an elegant but practical combat uniform—a deep crimson with gold accents, the colours of Xeria. A long, ornate scabbard hung at his side, the hilt of the blade peeking out with intricate engravings. His jet-black hair was slicked back, giving him a refined yet intimidating appearance. His sharp, angular features carried a calm, almost serene expression, but his dark, piercing eyes gleamed with predatory focus.

The fabric shimmered like moonlight on water. "It's for you to wear at the festival, my Queen," Eren said softly. "Do you like it?" I ran my fingers over the soft, smooth fabric. "It's beautiful," I told her, and I meant it. This was more than just a dress. This was my armor. This was the uniform I would wear when I finally came face to face with the man who tried to destroy me. Caius was coming, and I would be waiting for him in this beautiful white dress, ready to show him that I was no longer his victim.

"Er...Erza..." The one who knocked on the door was Erza. She wore a lady's suit like the man Emma had seen. But there is a difference that can be easily seen. On her left breast, there is a round badge made of gold attached. Perhaps it was the thing used to divide the ranks in the Domenica house. Erza looked from top to bottom of Emma's feet. She didn't say anything, just quietly walked inside. She said. "We need to talk. I need some information about you,"