Lilly POV
After a whirlwind morning behind closed doors, we finally got dressed for the council. Cillian pulled on a pair of dark wash jeans, a soft gray crewneck, and an open plaid flannel in shades of blue, slate, and charcoal, finishing the look with his worn black lace-up boots. He looked rugged, commanding, and undeniably handsome with his dark hair falling naturally around his shoulders.
I kept my outfit simple but intentional. I slipped into fitted dark jeans, cinched at the waist with a braided brown leather belt that matched my ankle boots. Over a bright white spaghetti-strap camisole, I draped a loose, cozy emerald green cardigan that brought out the color of my eyes. I let my long black waves tumble freely down my back, applying just a touch of foundation, a sweep of warm bro
