"Look what we have here," Phineas complimented as he whistled, gazing at my dress with mirth. "Ever since the Alpha leader returned, you started looking like a Luna."
I still didn't understand how clothes would mean a change in my appearance. If anything, most women with high-class wear clothes worth ten gold coins. I just happened to wear the ones Varick bought on that day.
"Thank you," I said.
"Well, it was better than the get-up you had with your scarf. Anyone would mistake you as a plebeian… no offense."
"Anyone would take that as an offense, Master Phineas."
He only chuckled but didn't say anything. There were three soft gentle knocks and Lenalee opened the door before entering with a tray of some tea and refreshments.
He smiled at her, expressing his gratitude, be
