A few minutes later, some magazines were brought up, and they even looked it up online. Although preparing menswear wasn't as extensive as women's gowns, the patterns and some parts of it were different from alpha and omega.
"Did His Majesty not have someone prepare outfits for you?" They had already been looking for an hour when Rave suddenly brought this topic up.
Arren stopped looking at the laptop and shifted his gaze to the omega, and bravely met the other's piercing eyes under the guise of a graceful demeanor.
However, he really did think about this question. Arren couldn't answer for a few moments, as he really didn't know how to answer. It was already a week before the palace banquet, and the alpha had yet to ask anything about his outfit or if he wanted to call some designers over.
Rave's eyes dimmed while looking at him, and Arren quickly answered to defend himself from the white-haired omega's judging eyes.
