Before Gray could step out of the private fitting area, a soft hand suddenly grabbed his wrist.
Seraph stood there, her elegant fingers wrapped gently but firmly around his arm. Her cheeks still carried a faint blush from the earlier modeling session, but her eyes were determined.
"We also need to get clothes for you…" she said with a faint, soft smile.
A second later, another hand grabbed his other wrist.
Maelis appeared beside him, looking perfectly composed, as if she hadn't just had an intense orgasm moments ago. Her long black hair was neatly arranged again, and her emerald eyes sparkled with renewed energy and mischief.
"…Unfortunately, I cannot disagree with the First Princess…" she added, also wearing a faint, sweet smile plastered over her face.
Gray looked at both of them for a few seconds, his expression flat.
"Seriously?"
"Yes!"
