Inside the hidden compartment stood a dress, but it was no ordinary dress.
It shimmered with a rich sapphire blue that seemed to shift with the light, catching glimmers of silver and gold.
The fabric appeared almost alive, moving subtly as if breathing in tandem with their awe.
Every inch of the gown was a masterpiece.
The bodice was adorned with intricate beadwork that mimicked the constellations, sparkling like stars against a deep midnight sky.
Delicate embroidery traced the neckline and sleeves, depicting vines that seemed to grow from the very fabric itself.
The skirt flowed in cascading layers, each one lighter and more translucent than the last.
It was as though the gown were made from liquid moonlight, pooling at the hem in a soft, shimmering glow.
Chen Mumu's jaw dropped, her eyes wide and unblinking. She hadn't blinked since she first laid eyes on the dress.
