Matching Robes Novels & Stories

she pushed the wrapped box to the omega. "But I do not wish to attend the Moon Dance," said Arlen. What's the point when the only one he wanted to share the experience with hated him? "Not on my watch; you're going, and that's final." Roxanne did not care for excuses. Arlen's lips parted as he pulled off the wrapping and lifted the box. It was a gorgeous robe, hand-stitched with the finest embroidery, fit for a King. There was a bright jacket with a different design and shades of red and black. A faint smile touched the omega's face as he felt the heavy fabric. A few more depths, and he could call it the colour of his father's favourite ceremonial robe.

It might not be necessary to shift, and it will be much easier to fight if I’m not wearing a dress. As soon as I’m dressed, I step outside and immediately hear a snarl. I turn to the left and there is a brown rogue wolf stalking towards me. You can always identify the rogues because they look mangey and deranged, like a dog who’s been abused and beaten. His fur is filthy, with a few patches missing, and he smells like vulture vomit. The combination of death and decay mixed with the burning, acidic scent of vomit is the worst possible combination.

The other immediately nodded before politely leading the way to the main hall. And they merely left for a minute when a figure clad in light blue robes and black inner robes embroidered with golden snowflakes descended from the stairs followed by a man wearing a full leather armor draped with the same light blue robes similar to the color of the frozen river around the Fressia Kingdom.

I looked over my shoulder each time a human passed me in fear that they would find out that I wasn't normal like them. Walking over to the lingerie section, my fingers fumbled as I took a lacy black bra off the hook along with matching panties. I can't remember the last time I wore proper underwear. I took a few more pairs, all black and even got a pair of black combat boots and two pairs of jeans. When I was done, I made my way towards toe check out and found Hunt waiting there for me. "Is that all you're getting?" he asked, frowning down at my small basket.

Thank you my lord I said with excitement. I released my hands to close my spiritual eyes’ stood up and felt so strong within my body. I put the attire on and it was like they took my measurement before the robe was sow for me. I heard the vibration of the astral mirror I checked and it was red this robe is holy keep it holy and it will give you inexhaustible energy power any time you are on the battlefield. Thank you my lord I have to head you. I felt tired and weak so I slept.

When he lifted the lid, even Aaron stopped breathing for a moment. Inside lay a robe so pristine it glowed, white as fresh snow beneath the stars. It shimmered faintly, not like glitter or shine, but like something alive, like it will hold light even in the dark. Gold embroidery traced across the fabric in ancient curves, looping like vines around the collar, cuffs, and hem. And it wasn’t just gold, it looked like magic. Moonlight. It's beautiful. Aaron let out a low whistle. “If I didn’t love you, I’d hate you,” he murmured, reaching out to touch the robe like it was a relic. “This looks like it was woven by angels.”

He smiled to himself with satisfaction. "I'll leave now and... come... back..." His voice trailed off as he followed her line of sight. She turned out to be staring at the clean set of clothes on the shelf. It was a pair of male and female robes nicely folded and presented. Too nicely. The male robes were black and nothing too out of the ordinary. The female robes looked more like bright red strips of cloth meant for seduction. /BaoBao, do you think he would have a history of women?/

Cassiopeia Nyx "You look beautiful, Luna" I glanced at Rori, her long hair ruffled all over face as she smiled, the warmth exuding from her fought against the chills developing in my spine. My coronation day. Luna Queen. I ran my fingers over the soft fabric of the ceremonial robe that had been prepared for me. a deep green with intricate brown stitching and embroidery, at the sleeves and bottom of the robes, there was a small forest carefully embroidered.

He's wearing more layers of robes made of the finest brocade in the entire empire. Speaking of robes, he's not wearing black and gold yellow robes just like he usually wears. Although black still dominates his overall attire, it's matched with red in the lower part with a white accent on it. Also, since today is a special day for the entire empire, the details of his robes are strictly designed to represent something such as the embroidered images of dragons, phoenixes and clouds, and other patterns. His coronet is also different from his usual one. Today, it has a more exquisite design. Precious stones are used instead of beads.

she replied. Her hands paused for a moment before she added softly, “Remember what I said. It is only ceremony. Just stand beside him. Do the ritual. Smile if you can.” I looked at my reflection in the mirror. “Smile,” I repeated. It sounded strange. Paula finished with my hair and moved to the robes. When she lifted them, I finally saw them properly. They were heavy and layered with dark embroidery that looked almost black. The sleeves were long and wide, and the collar rose high around the neck.