Ignoring how heavy the clothes felt on Theo's shoulders, the sensation of the fabric on his skin made him feel like he was in a bed of silk.
Theo looked at himself in the mirror. It was as if he had been transported two years into the past and was living his old life again, but even more grandly and luxuriously.
There were some grooming tools lying on the cabinet beside him. He helped himself to them. It had been a while since the last time he used them not out of necessity, but his muscle memory returned to him immediately as it did for his dagger.
After he was done, Theo opened the door and exited the dressing room. He was going to take up the maid's offer to tour around the castle. Even in the past, Theo was never given such privilege to just roam around the royal castle freely, so he wasn't going to let the chance slip by.
