Hades~
She walked out of the elevator, and I could immediately read the uneasiness on her face and in her body language. She tried to conceal it with the way she raised her chin when our eyes met. I had let Kael choose the clothes she was wearing. I had suggested something not too formal, a bit casual and light, just to put her at ease and not make her feel like she was going to stand trial.
Now, she was clad in a softer ensemble—nothing extravagant, but elegant enough to fit the occasion. A simple cream blouse, paired with a flowing skirt that brushed just above her ankles. Kael had chosen well, though I hardly cared about the specifics. What mattered was that it made her look approachable, not too defensive or closed off.
