"Look at you, young master," Elise said, staring at Micah with pride written all over her face. "You have grown to become such a charming young man."
"You jest, Nanny Elise," Micah said, trying to fix the collar of his royal purple shirt.
From head to toe, Micah is embellished with royal purple, plum, red and gold. His front hair is pulled back, revealing his white eyes, along with his pale skin.
All along the crook of his collar, around his neck, is covered with gold embellishments, following all the way to the palm of his hands.
In his hands is a semi-gold walking stick he used to steady himself while Elise continued to shower him with praises.
"Micah~! Are you ready~?" Briar asked, walking into the room all decked out in a suit as well. Though one not as extravagant as Micah’s
