"Horus. The falcon-headed God. The God of the sky." Clyde replied, flashing a wide grin. "And you will be Goddess Hathor, my wife. I've sent some pictures of the design sample to you earlier."
The blond opened his phone and raised his brows in amazement when he saw the costumes. The Horus' one had such a cool helmet while Hathor's came with an Arabian chain mask and a magnificent crown.
"Looking like power couple, aren't we?" He giggled.
"Suit us the best." Clyde replied, "Unfortunately you can't join me though."
"Well..." Ryley muttered, zooming in at the picture of the gold-embedded attire on the screen of his phone moments before he turned his gaze to Clyde with a faint smile. "Are you disappointed?"
"Of course. I thought I could brag about my 'wife' without letting them know your real identity." Clyde said.
