Cordelia took a few steps back, startled.
"This can't do! My clothes are stained, and I reek of alcohol. It'd be a disrespect to the queen! I…”
"Calm down. I have a solution!"
Alexander smiled at her with a hand on her shoulder.
Cordelia subconsciously wanted to move back to keep some distance between them, but it seemed that Alexander had read her mind and moved his hand off before she stepped back. He then politely let her walk in front.
Cordelia nodded but could not help being puzzled. She instinctively did not think that Alexander had an ulterior motive because his gaze was so clean.
It was not like Cordelia had never seen men who wanted… things. The supervisor who would always pick on her back in Jangasas and the director who had wanted to take advantage of her in Centrolis… Those people wrote their dirty desires on their faces.
Alexander was not like that. Cordelia could see equality, peace, love, and kindness in his eyes. She thought that if he became the ruler of the country in the future, he would make the nation a paradise…
"Cordelia, what's wrong?"
Cordelia broke out of her trance. She had somehow gone to the internal palace with Alexander.
"This is the dressing room for the royal family." Alexander pulled an outfit from somewhere and passed it to her. "Get changed."
Cordelia was surprised.
The outfit he produced was the traditional Southeast Aciatic short-sleeved blouse and narrow skirt. It was very well made with a gold threaded hem and tiny pearls hanging off it. The two butterflies embroidered on the pale pink satin looked real.
"This is…"
Alexander flashed a mysterious grin. "We'll talk after you get changed."
Cordelia entered the dressing room and came out a while later, unable to help the delight and surprise when she looked at herself in the mirror.
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