As Atra Blanc was focused on ordering, Alexander Summers leaned towards Purple Summers, whispering into her ear, "You look beautiful today."
Purple's face instantly flushed, the blush a blend of embarrassment, anger, and indignation.
Because Alexander had been teasing her under the table with his leg!
With her lips tightly clenched, Purple glared at Alexander, her bright, clear eyes filled with rage. Gritting her teeth, she grumbled, "Don't you dare go too far..."
Alexander smirked, retracting his leg and in its place, lifted his broad and powerful hand above hers lightly.
"You truly look stunning." He praised her once more in a soft lilt. "I really like it."
Today both she and Atra Blanc had worn the tight-fitting slit dresses made by Master Blackriver.
The dress she was wearing was particularly elegant.
The greyish-blue base of the dress was adorned with blossoming green lotuses, which highlighted the youthful tenderness and simplicity of the girl wearing it.
