Demian followed behind Remi, his eyes glued to the swaying cape. The overwhelming shock and desire he felt at the sight of Remi in those clothes had overshadowed any embarrassment he may have felt in revealing his inner desires.
Laxel and Lady Shana were downstairs in the main lobby room. Their noble appearance had been discarded for commoner attire. The only thing that remained was the wig that was placed securely on top of Laxel's head.
Demian took notice that three distinct people were clearly missing from the group.
"The other's didn't come back with you?" Remi asked, taking notice of their absences as well.
"Who are you?" Laxel asked, his eyes rounded comically.
"Your Hi-Remi?" Lady Shana asked hesitantly.
Remi paused. His face flushing a unique shade, likely having forgotten about his current attire.
"Gawk at Remi later." Demian decided to tease his little lover over this later.
