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Sierra rolled her eyes as she grabbed her own clothes tightly. “But it’s for winter’s robe! Here, look at this one! I made it for you personally!” Sierra glanced annoyingly to the side, but then couldn’t help to raise her eyebrows. It was a pretty decent thinner robe, with a hoodie too. “I know you use it because you have to hide your hair. That’s why I customized this for you!” The robe’s colour was dark blue, and it seemed comfortable enough to wear. Thus, Sierra took it and gave her some coins. May didn’t really happy when she accepted some silvers.

Eva grabbed one, along with a few different kinds, and paid for them through her DI. “Are you not interested in the robes?” asked Miko. “There are many you might enjoy.” “Nah, I’ll stick to black,” said Eva. “Not like I wear much besides my armor anyway. The robe’s just there to cover that up.” “How boring! At least change things up for your fans. If you don’t, they will complain.”

RAVEN The maids dressed me in an elaborate silk robe inspired by the court's traditional designs. It was a soft, pale pink fabric draped heavily off my shoulders, exposing my collarbones and the upper part of my back. I scoffed mentally. Show off the marks, why don't we? Not like they don't already see the claiming mark, but now we had to show them the love bites too.

I might take the robe, perhaps borrow it until I have time to send it back. Before I could move, I saw him dive underwater. The moment he disappeared under the surface, I turned straight to the rock. I didn't wait any longer. I grabbed the robe, discarded my shabby rags, and threw the robe across my naked body. As soon as it fell into my hands, I ran my fingers over it. It felt insanely soft. The crimson robe was as smooth as silk and as airy as cotton, and had little embroidered seams stitched over it. The cloth was slightly gleaming. What a nice robe, and it fitted me well. It was as though a gift from heaven.

“Now for the ceremonial robes. These will mark you, Luna. Wear them with strength and purpose.” I followed her silently, feeling both weightless and heavy at once, a strange fire coiling in my chest. My hands were clammy, but I didn’t dare pull them away; I trusted them, though I still wasn’t sure I trusted myself. They dressed me in the Velkorin robes… soft, flowing fabric of deep crimson trimmed with gold. The material brushed my skin, clinging in some places, falling loose in others, and it carried an intoxicating scent of incense and iron. Every fold, every stitch, seemed designed to honor the power.

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Wiping the tears from my eyes, I recalled Tommy's words, that I wouldn't be nervous with the right one. It made sense in a way, but what was I supposed to do, keep going through this? With a disgusted sigh I shut the water off and stepped out of the shower. After drying off, I slipped on the short red silk robe I only wore when Tommy wasn't home. It was my favorite, but barely went down past my ass. I liked wearing it because it made me feel sexy and I needed all the help I could get right now. As I started to pull the robe closed I stopped and looked at my reflection in the mirror behind the door. I took in my long legs, still flat stomach and perky tits. My long wet hair was draped over th

Her expression is unreadable as she extends it toward me. "Here, wear this and come downstairs," she barks before turning on her heel and walking away. I stare after her, then glance down at the fabric in my hands. "What is that?" Kira asks, her curiosity piqued. I unfold it slowly, running my fingers over the smooth, cool material. "It looks like a dress… or some kind of ceremonial robe." It’s white, lined with silver embroidery that glows faintly in the dim light of my room and a hood is attached to the back, giving it an almost mystical appearance.

The plate part of the bracelet is made from a jade stone, rare for a place like Ny’Thal but also a color that Robin loves. Robin does not take it off but instead places his hand down so that the item is not in his field of vision. Instead, he tugs on the wool blanket provided for him and turns around so that he faces a wall instead of the bunk bed ceiling. However, from the corner of his eye, a bright light braces from a cracked open door. The obstruction is enough to make his mind timid from the recent events. Even so, he manages to shift his body to the side of his bumped bed. Those small feet of his slap down on the stony floor but the coldness from the contraction of the outside elements

He then says, “If you would kindly have a quick shower, there is a robe in locker 414 that you can use. Pull this rope when you are ready.” I didn’t realise that we would be getting undressed, but I do as he says and had a quick shower. Not comfortable with not wearing anything under the robe, I slip my underwear back on before pulling on the robe and then walking over to the rope and giving it a small tug. It doesn’t take the young male long to return. A shiver goes through me as he seems to give my body the once over with his eyes before he says,