After exiting the shower, I clap my hands, and in an instant, I’m wrapped in a white and purple laced drop-tail dress. The colors flow elegantly down my body, the purple accents catching the light just right. I feel regal yet comfortable, like the outfit was made just for me. It’s fitting, I suppose, considering I am the queen of this realm.
When I step back into the room, my eyes immediately land on Asher. He’s sitting on the edge of the bed, looking effortlessly handsome in a white dress shirt adorned with purple buttons and a matching pocket. The sleeves are pushed up to his elbows, revealing the bracelet I had given him, and his black dress pants fit him perfectly, completed by a purple belt buckle and polished black shoes. His wet hair is styled in a rough, side-swept way that gives
