Gates looked at Rosalia, appreciating the transformation in her appearance. He smiled, genuinely impressed by the choices she made.
"You look great, Rosalia. The outfit suits you, matching too." Gates replied, his eyes glancing over the carefully chosen details. He appreciated the synergy between her clothing and her hair, noting the subtle expressions her crimson locks conveyed.
Rosalia beamed with satisfaction, her eyes reflecting gratitude for Gates' approval. "Thank you, Master. Your sense of fashion is quite something."
Gates chuckled, "Well, I do try. Now, let's focus on Sar'har's outfit. Victoria should have taken her measurements by now."
As they walked through the workshop, they found Sar'har standing amidst the magical chaos of floating mannequins and fabrics. Victoria, with a measuring tape around her neck, was adjusting something on Sar'har's attire.
