It's a pity that on most days, this upperclasswoman hardly shows her human form, always appearing as a hat or behind a mask. And her Merry Maker nature really leaves one at a loss for words. However, just out of the bath, she was unexpectedly quiet.
Her black hair, as dark as the night sky, was draped casually behind her, creating a stark contrast with the white silk bathrobe she wore. And when not playing the role of a Merry Maker, she embodied the stature of the Future Fourth King; the noble demeanor and upbringing was etched deep into her bones. Every move she made was so graceful and pure, as if she were a lady from an ink painting stepping out into reality.
Unfortunately, this impeccable image didn't last more than three seconds before she ran over to Dorothy's side, opened the refrigerator, and took out a bottle of Ice Dragon Milk, beginning to glug it down.
After all, she was always Dorothy's hat, and the Homebody Witch couldn't hide any snacks from her.
As for lastly...
