His crimson eyes immediately fixed on the woman standing in front of the mirror, wearing a gown that was a masterwork of delicate craftsmanship, rendered in soft champagne and silver tones that shimmered subtly under the warm light.
The bodice was fitted and richly adorned with intricate embroidery and beadwork, sculpting her elegant figure. Fine floral and vine-like patterns appear to be woven into the fabric itself, giving the impression that the dress has grown around her rather than been tailored. The neckline was graceful and feminine, revealing just enough to feel alluring while remaining undeniably regal. From the waist, the gown flowed into a sheer, layered skirt that cascaded outward and trailed behind her in a long, diaphanous sweep.
