Chronicles of Legends

Volume 6 Chapter 7 - Celebration

|Kathyln|

I stood before the grand mirror, mesmerized by the figure that gazed back at me. The elegant black dress, adorned with intricate details, draped gracefully over my frame. Its silky fabric caressed my skin, and the delicate frills added a touch of femininity. The neckline, modest yet alluring, accentuated my features, while the sleeves cascaded down my arms, their frilled ends adding a subtle charm. As I ran my fingers through my flowing black locks, they mingled seamlessly with the dark hue of my attire.

It was a breathtaking sight, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of confidence and allure.

My mother, standing beside me, beamed with pride and admiration. Her eyes flickered between me and my reflection, radiating warmth and love. The team of maids surrounding us nodded approvingly, their reserved contentment evident.

"You look absolutely stunning," my mother remarked, her voice filled with genuine admiration. I took a moment to study myself from every angle, turning left and right to absorb every detail. The maids, respectful and knowledgeable, eagerly shared their opinions.

"The dress exudes maturity and elegance," my mother continued. "The black color adds a touch of sophistication, highlighting your beauty in a unique way."

The head maid, with her expertise, stepped forward to offer her insight. "This exquisite creation was custom-designed by a renowned silk weaver from Kalberk City, exclusively for you, Lady Kathyln. The meticulous lacing and intricate frills contribute to its captivating charm. It strikes a delicate balance between cuteness and sensuality, enhancing your natural allure."

"Sensual?" I pondered, intrigued by the notion.

The younger maid, eager to elaborate, chimed in, "The esteemed designer, Laylack, believes that true beauty lies not solely in the clothing itself, but in its ability to accentuate and amplify the inherent beauty of the wearer. This dress achieves just that, allowing your radiance to shine through."

A soft knock on the door interrupted our moment of admiration, and the maids swiftly opened it, revealing Gary standing before us in his resplendent Commander uniform. The sleek black military suit, perfectly tailored to his strong physique, accentuated his broad shoulders and commanding presence. The uniform was adorned with an array of ornate golden and silver pins, each representing his esteemed titles as the Commander of Dicathen and the captain of the Paladins.

As my eyes traveled up, I couldn't help but be captivated by his striking appearance. His silver-grey hair, meticulously styled, framed his face in an alluring contrast against his dark attire. The intense gaze of his amethyst eyes, sparkling with wisdom, met mine. His flawless, pale complexion added an air of sophistication and mystery to his already commanding presence.

A confident smile graced his lips, showcasing the unwavering self-assurance that had become his trademark. In his presence, one couldn't help but be drawn to his aura of strength and leadership.

"Your Majesty," Gary greeted my mother who respectfully bowed to him. 

"Kathyln, I must attend to matters with your father and the Council members. I will meet you at the event," my mother stated, her voice filled with warmth and love. With a gentle smile, she gracefully departed, escorted by a retinue of guards towards the stairwell that led to the uppermost floor of the castle.

Gary and I stood alone in the hallway, surrounded by the hushed whispers of castle guards. The anticipation of the upcoming event swirled around us, mingling with our own thoughts and emotions.

"You look as stunning as ever, Kathyln," Gary complimented, his voice laced with admiration, causing a subtle tingle to run down my spine.

"Gary, we have an important event to attend," I gently reminded him, placing a hand on his chest as a tender gesture of restraint. "Let's save our personal moments for later."