Wolfe formed an armour spell over Justine's body, a simple peasant dress with a corset-laced waist and a white ruffled bodice. Then he smiled and pulled the slave auction toga from her body.
"There we go. You look wonderful. The slippers should be soft enough to be comfortable but stiff enough that they won't allow anything to poke your feet. What do you think?" Wolfe asked with a smile.
"I think that I look like the waitress at your favourite tavern." Justine laughed as she gave a little spin that made the skirts on the dress billow out.
"On the contrary, that is far from my favourite tavern, but it is my favourite waitress uniform. Plus, it blends in with what most of the village women in Morgana Coven wear. Not too flashy, but with a bit of cleavage and long skirts when working outdoors so that you don't scratch your legs to shreds in the woods." Wolfe replied.
