There seems to be a huge heating circle arranged underground in the Imperial City of Lordaeron. From the moment I stepped into the first major door, I felt that the coldness of the dark night had been driven away, and bursts of warm wind could not help but pour in through the car window. Come.
The sound of horse hooves outside the car window was very messy, and I could tell that there were quite a few people walking alongside us. From time to time, I could hear whispers buzzing outside, and chuckles like silver bells.
"Are you nervous, Messiah?" Unexpectedly, Darien's smiling voice sounded from the other side, "You haven't spoken since you came downstairs."
I raised my head and glanced at him, "I'm just not used to it." I pulled the soft white fox shawl on my shoulders, and pressed the shining ruby on the gauze skirt, "I dress like this, and you dress like that. … I feel like we are like actors about to go on stage.”
"Pfft!" He couldn't help laughing, and the upturned corners of his mouth reflected honey-colored light under the magic lamp. "I'm sorry, but, Messiah, you are extra beautiful today. I...I think you should have been. This is it. You are the Baron’s daughter, and I am Mograine’s son. This is how we should be.”
That's the way it should be.
I couldn't help but look up at him again.
It was obvious that the high elf male who came with Gaia also dressed up carefully for Darien.
His hair was combed back neatly and meticulously. I felt that wax oil must have been applied to his hair, otherwise, his hair would have flown up long ago, and it would not shine like this.
Without his light bangs, his full forehead was completely exposed, which made his eyebrows look very thick. Against the background of this thick color, his eyes looked unusually shiny, so bright. It’s hard to look straight at.
Moreover, without the side hair decoration, the lines on his face also looked much tougher. The bridge of his nose, lips, and even chin, those lines were like a tomahawk, very compelling.
"Uh..." His ears turned slightly red, perhaps because I looked at him for a long time. He raised his hand and touched his nose, "My hair is messed up?"
His gaze made my face feel a little hot, and I immediately lowered my eyes, "...not really."
He was wearing a burgundy dress with a very stiff neckline and a very close-fitting cut. It made him tall and tall. At least when I came downstairs, I mistakenly thought that he had grown taller in these long hours. .
What is impressive is the decorative belt around his waist, which is inlaid with several golden gems, exactly like the one on his hand. They will flash from time to time, emitting golden lightning. Those lights were as dazzling as the double rows of fine gold buttons on his clothes.
It's too glaring.
I looked away. It seemed that those high elves really had a way to make everyone become the most dazzling sun in Lordaeron!
Unexpectedly, Ryder's voice came from the front of the carriage, "Young Master, you have to get out of the car, and you have to walk the road ahead!"
