Indebted

67

Esti looked around at the entire dressing room, in their private apartment, that was full of more clothes than Esti had ever seen at once. There was an endless rack that seemed to start right behind where the double door opened, wrapping along the entire wall to Esti's left. Turning around a corner, while to her other side with Atticus there seemed to be a mirror image, but the wall perpendicular to the door the entered was full of a wide assortment of every hat shape a man from the last two centuries might recognize. Several, available in various colours or fabrics.

Esti could see a lot of sparkle in the racks, along with rich velvet, furs, and complex shapes that promised to be gowns unlike anything Esti knew she could even dream of right now. There were square islands of pull out drawers, purses, jewellery, shoes, all displayed on top of each island. Promising a more than adequate supply of accessories would be available to Atticus as he dressed Esti.

Atticus watched each and every second as Esti looked around as much of the room as she could. There seemed to be more hidden behind a corner, after the wall of mens hats. "This doesn't even look real to me." Atticus finally heard from Esti.

His dragon, Opal and The Council had already recognized Esti as the Royal she was. By tradition, custom, and law. Another goal of tonight would be to try show Esti she deserved the perks her new title bestowed upon her, That she was worthy of this beautiful room, and so much more. "I can not ever wish to change the past, not when my present has me with you. This, sweet Esti, is your more than just due." Attius implored to his mate.

Esti heard his words, trying to carefully lift out a dress that was a captivating shade of purple, but as she moved more of the dress into the view, there wasn't quite enough dress to cover enough for Esti to feel comfortable. Feeling her skin flush as she tried to imagine how the different straps, shapes, and cutouts were supposed to cover all the parts of her body that were supposed to be covered.

Having never been expected to shift, Esti had been rather sheltered when it came to nudity. She was comfortable with shifters and their occasional need to sometimes be out without clothes. She was comfortable with others nudity. It was her own that was a struggle. Atticus smiled, his eyes lighting up as he watched Esti react to the hyper modern, very revealing gown she had first picked. It was unfairly hiding itself, with one full sleeve, and what appeared to be a floor length hemline visible. Just on one side though. The rest was significantly less covering

Esti turned and caught Atticus smiling at her, not cruelly, she could feel he was so happy to be watching her. "I think I want something a little more modest than this one." She demurred, "The colour was nice." She added as the explanation for why the gown had caught her eye.

Atticus wanted to see her in something ruby red tonight. Thankfully the closet was arranged by colour spectrum, everything was exactly the right size for the person it was intended for. All the clothes on the male side, appeared that each option would fit, regardless of his choice.

Unlike his normal self, Atticus wasn't truly concerned with his own outfit, did not even care to check with labels he might be able to wear out tonight. His outfit would only be chosen based on how he could complement Esti.

Atticus moved directly towards the end of the spectrum, the red colors, starting to flip through the hangers on the rack. Atticus's mother had enjoyed fashion shows. Being first to see a new outfit or garment she had never seen before.

Atticus flipped through quickly, he wasn't a fool, had seen enough fashion shows, magazines, and dresses on and off bodies to already have a very good idea of the kind of dress he was looking for. Flipping past gown after gown, the rack in his chosen palette colour growing smaller when he finally saw the perfect gown.