The dress Jophiel had brought with her was blue and fitting, as if made specifically for her. It matched with the color of her eyes, she noticed. The arms were loose on the end and the stripes ran from the top of her back to where her hips curved.
Jophiel gave her a curtsy when she was about to walk outside, and a reassuring smile as if she knew what Elena had to do.
Elena descended the grand staircase and followed the hallway that led to the garden. She could smell the aroma of steaks and omelette, her all time favorite food. Excited, she held the hem of her dress, pushing the door open to reveal an arranged table with two empty seats. She spotted Gabriel standing nearby talking to a maid.
