"Are you really going to make me dress up for some party full of witches?" Millie asked, shaking out her alabaster white wings in annoyance as soon as the Elders left to prepare for the party.
"It won't be that bad. I will use magic to create an outfit for you, so you will be fully armoured when you go in. Plus, isn't it nice to dress up now and then? I wear my finest suit all the time, just because I can." Wolfe replied, making the bodyguard laugh.
"Well, when you put it that way, I suppose that it would be rude to refuse, even if it will be horribly uncomfortable in a city full of witches who hate Demons. Besides, you know that I can't just leave you to go on your own. But maybe it would be more comfortable for them if my wings were hidden? I am nearly witch sized, and I don't have horns, so I could almost blend in." She suggested.
