As soon as Ara and Hamon arrived at the palace. Hamon had changed his suit and was now waiting for his wife, who was taking quite a long time to change in the dressing room.
People were already waiting for them at the ballroom, but Ara hadn't yet finished changing. He was about to go and see what was keeping her, but Ara hurried out of the dressing room while trying to fix her hair.
She wore a maroon long dress, it was an elegant fitted dress, it hugged her waist tightly and showed her curves. It had a lace on it's chest area, and was quite low exposing her top bosom. Hamon's eyes lingered long on her chest area before he glanced at her in disapproval,
"You can't wear that out...what kind of seamstress would design such an incomplete dress like this?"
Ara's forehead creased in confusion, she looked down at her dress to see in what way was it incomplete, "What do you mean?" She asked.
