Kael was just like this now.
Not long after, Elanna's figure also emerged from the side hall.
Perhaps it was because Kael had already considered such a situation when he chose the dress for her.
Elanna's face now bore exquisite light makeup, the halfling makeup artist had done a good job, bringing out her unique charm.
The black and red elegant gown chosen by Kael, destined to be torn one day, accentuated her curves, her wine-red hair partly pinned up, hidden beneath a small round hat, with delicate veil edges hanging down, highlighting her cool yet passionate beauty.
When Kael saw Elanna step out, it was as if he saw a battle angel wielding a sharp blade gracefully approaching. For a moment, his usually stern demeanor softened considerably.