Page 246 of Human Reborn


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“Hair?” I ask the young girl, letting her vision take precedent.

“Down and straight,” she nods quickly.

We both share a knowing smile.

“And I brought a small stick of coal for your eyes…”

“I am yours to create.”

“Good,” she smiles and reaches for a needle, “then let’s get this on you.”

I turn to look at Golem and see him already moving to the balcony and averting his gaze. Storm is still sitting on top of the bedpost with his yellow gaze staring directly at me, the glance he sends telling me he has no intention of moving them. I narrow my own gaze on his and then drop my robe to the floor, watching as his eyes flash a vibrant gold.

Hirovale.

I send the Ancient an unsavory hand gesture before turning back to Gail. There’s nothing I can do to stop him from seeing me naked, but I do give him my back with a glare. He can stare at my ass for all I care.

Gail starts with the bottom piece first, kneeling on the ground as I place my hand on her shoulder and step into the fabric. The waistband rests high above my hips and dips low to stop just over my belly button, the skirt hugging my curves and ass perfectly before it flows down in the shimmering brown. I angle my body to the side and see the slit expose my hip and the full of my thigh, a sexy compliment to the high boots.

“This looks good,” Gail nods in thought, “do you feel as if it will fall down? Maybe you should take a few more steps so we can see.”

I walk across the room and notice that the boots are already feeling more comfortable.

“Everything feels great.”

“Okay,” Gail reaches for the top, “the next piece then.”

I lift my hands over my head and feel the piece hug my shoulders and arms. The fabric is silky smooth and both covers and reveals skin in all the right places. The deep vees in the front and back accentuate the swells of my breasts and the small muscles of my shoulders, while the bottom of it wraps tightly under my breasts and leaves the perfect amount of skin between it and the skirt. I feel damn good.

Gail takes a step back and looks at the full ensemble on my body. I watch as a sparkle flashes behind her eyes, her smile creeping wide from cheek to cheek.

“Good?” I ask nervously.

“Stunning,” she grins, stepping aside so that I can see myself in the mirror.

Stunning doesn’t even do this outfit justice. It is awe-inspiring.Immaculate. I feel sexy and classy at the same time. I brush my hands down the skirt and note that the ends of the sleeves do indeed reach past my wrists, the black and gold oak leaves circling around my palms in hidden sharpness.

The full outfit is equal measures of strong, suggestive and beautiful, and I feel my shoulders push back even straighter with pride as I look at myself. Surprisingly, the small gash near my eye and cheek add another nice compliment to the overall look, something that Gail eyes with me with an agreeing nod.

“Let me just tighten this area really quick.”

Gail takes her needle to the fabric under my breasts and cinches it tight.

“Golem,” I call him, “you can come back now. Would you mind grabbing my brush on your way in?”

The magical creature pauses when he steps in from the balcony, his eyes going wide on mine as he takes in what I’m wearing. I give him a small smile and try to hide the reddening of my cheeks, accepting my brush from his cool hands as he squeezes my fingers tight.

“You almost ready, Alex?” Cal knocks from the hall.

“Just a bit. Please wait for me!” I yell back.

Gail steps back with a grin and begins packing up her bag. I hesitate when I head over to my own travel packs and pull out the black and gold earrings that sit within. I don’t need any more reminders of the Shadow Oak tonight, but I also can’t deny how perfect the earrings will complement this dress. I quickly swallow my pride and put them on, turning around to show Gail.

“Perfect,” she nods in approval, beckoning me with her hand, “come here.”

I lean down and let her smudge some coal in the corner of my eyes, watching as she absolutely glows at the final piece.

“I think I should like to walk with you, Lady Alexis,” she asks tentatively, “if that is alright?”