I barely saw my kindredsand didn’t see Bastian at all before the party. I remained locked in the bedroom, working on the new song and my prince and assassins were kept busy decorating and rearranging the dining hall. I still hadn’t gotten the chance to really introduce Elora and Kira and we were out of time. It was a shame, but if things went well, perhaps there would still be time.
Indigo decided we should all wear dragon fashion to the celebration, believing it might soften the people towards us. Kira had found me something she declared was perfect at the market, refusing to let me pay for it.
She also forbade me from wearing a cloak to cover it and got Indigo to back her up.
Once the slinky fabric settled over my body, hugging my curves, I surveyed myself in the mirror. It wasn’t as shocking as I expected. The dress changed color in the light and shadows, turning from green to gold, shimmering like dragon scales. The craftsmanship that went into the dress amazed me.
The neckline curled around my throat and dipped low on my back, all the way to the curve of my ass. It clung to me, soft and smooth against my skin, a long slit running up my thigh to make it easy for me to move. I had to admit; it was lovely, and it complimented my coloring and form.
I drew my dark curls up into a loose knot at the back of my neck, a few loose tendrils sneaking from the pins and framing my face.
Knuckles tapped against the bathroom door and Saber’s voice filtered through the wood. “Are you alright in there, love? Do you need any help?”
“I’m fine. Almost done.”
I grimaced at my reflection, trying to hold the slit closed so my entire leg wasn’t visible. I shrugged. Indigo was right. It was a respectful move, dressing in their fashions, showing it was possible to blend our cultures.
Sky almost spilled into the bathroom when I opened the door.
I leapt back to avoid him crashing into me. “Are you okay? Were you leaning against the door?”
“Perhaps.” He raked his gaze over me. “Fuck. I don’t know how I’m going to handle you parading around in that.”
I spun to show him the back, grinning at his groan. “You could always leave your mark on me again.”
“Don’t tempt me.”
I finally took in his own appearance and my eyes bulged. He wore form fitting gray trousers, his ass had never looked more enticing, and a blue shirt, opened at the collar, giving everyone a peek of his chiseled chest, the color making his sky-blue eyes shine.
“We want to see too. Stop hogging her.” Aster yelled the words from deeper into the bedroom.
Sky grinned and backed out of the bathroom and crooked his finger for me to follow. I shook my head at his antics, but trailed him from the bathroom and was blinded by the beauty of my kindreds in dragons clothes. Each one of them wore a shirt like Sky’s with different shades. Saber’s was scarlet, Aster’s was a blue so dark it was almost black, and Whist’s was silver.
Their eyes and skin gleamed as they stared back at me.
Indigo’s entrance broke apart the tension smothering us. “It’s time. Let’s go.”