The Aftermath (3)

"Cleaned up quite well, huh?" Alexei said.

"I could say the same for yourself. The two of you really."

Anastasia dis Vardoken looked at her older brother, Alexei accompanied by Theodore. The two of them currently dressed in wardrobes that fitted for the upcoming ball.

It was something quickly put together, but the two of them looked perfect for the event.

Especially her brother.

Alexei didn't care much for clothing… and really, for nearly more than ten years that they've been living together as siblings, had mostly opted out of buying anything for himself.

He wore and used the clothes left over by their long-gone family, oversized when he was a child and yet promised that he'd grow up to fit them.

The style wasn't really always appealing, but Alexei didn't bat an eye on it.

Saying that caring about looks was such a childish thing, but Stacy knew that sometimes Alexei wished he could get things for himself.