Legend Twelve
Demon in a new dress
Or
(Ok, I had my doubts, but seeing everyone in maid's dresses has me boned up!)
And just like that the party and Lucy followed the elf twin maids to another room to be fitted for their new clothes. The twins were the same in every way except one had black hair while the other had blond hair. The one with black hair, Skyla had a deeper voice while the one with blond hair, Starla, had a much higher, almost squeaky voice.
The twin elves danced around each of them, taking their measurements and asking them what sort of style they wanted for their new outfits. Each of them gave unique answers and soon enough the elves were pinning random bits of cloth around them and looking them over.
They took each party member into a dressing room to finish their outfits before revealing them one at a time.
Quinn stepped out of the dressing room first to reveal a very classic black and white dress with an extra short skirt, and yellow bows. She did a little spin and Sylas offered her a slight smile.
"Not bad," he commented, tilting his head to examine the fresh dress before he himself was pulled into the dressing room.
The demon remerged from the room to reveal his new outfit of all black and red. It was comprised of black slacks, black wingtips with red details, a black dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up and hooked, black gloves, and a black vest with a red pocket square and stitching. It was simple, but sleek and fitting of the demon. He admired himself in a mirror before joining Quinn.
Layla was the next to be pulled into the dressing room, her new Mistress Lucy, taking a seat and waiting patiently. The elf emerged, her face red as her new dress was revealed. Lucy's jaw dropped as the elf stepped out.
"W-what do you think?" Layla asked, standing awkwardly, her arms crossed.
Layla's dress was long and a darker green like the deepest parts of the forest. It was adorned with a white apron that's edges were stitched into fae patterns with green thread. The traditional head piece was instead replaced by a crown of green and orange flowers. The sleeves of the dress were long, but were made of light white lace instead of the heavier green of the dress. Layla's dainty hands that were usually hidden by gloves were on display, her nails cared for painted emerald green.
Without a word, Lucy stood up and took a few steps towards the elf to take her hands into her own. Layla allowed her to move her hands, unsure of what she was doing. Lucy gently held her hands and stared at her. Layla blushed and averted her gaze.
"Is it bad? Do I look silly?" the elf asked.
"Not at all. I wanted you to uncross your arms. Don't be shy of the way you look. You were beautiful before and this proper uniform only lets a new side of you shine," Lucy told her with a warm smile.
Layla's face was almost as red as Hana's skin at this point. Her eyes darted back and forth between Lucy and the floor, too embarrassed to even speak for a moment.
"You... thought, I uh, that I was..." Layla tried to speak, but fumbled over her words.
"Ha! I think you broke her!" Barric said, clapping Lucy on the shoulder. "Don't mind her though. My sister has no experience with women," the King explained.
"Shut the fuck up!" Layla yelled, her brother's comments immediately snapping her out of whatever daze she was in.
Lucy just giggled at the King's comment and her new maid's reaction.
"My apologies! M-mistress!" Layla stammered, clearly flustered from all this.
"You are quite fine, now come, sit with me," Lucy said, taking her hand and pulling her along. The elf allowed the human to guide her and sat next to her just as she was told.
Skyla the black haired elf grabbed Barric by the army and pulled him towards the dressing room.
"You're next, Mr. King of humans," she said, pulling him along.
"Well that's not exactly my title, but I kinda like it!" he said, following the demanding elf along.