Bright sauntered into the room, his eyes widening in genuine surprise as they fell upon Emma, who stood under the spotlight like the main star in a theatrical performance.
The play of light accentuated the grace of the exquisite tea party gown she wore.
"Well, well, Lady White. I couldn't resist witnessing the transformation myself. You look stunning, by the way," he remarked, his tone carrying the trademark sincerity that always seemed to charm those around him.
Caught off guard and still draped in the luxurious attire, Emma felt a surge of frustration. "Prince Alejandro, this is highly inappropriate! You can't just barge in here."
Unfazed by Emma's displeasure, Bright grinned mischievously. "Oh, forgive me! I was too worried about what might be happening to you, hence the rather impolite intrusion. I just thought you might need a second opinion on those dresses."
