Silence settled over the room as Adam stepped inside. A few women turned to look at him, their gazes ranging from surprise to mild curiosity.
Thankfully—or perhaps not—it wasn't exactly a changing room.
Seated before a large mirror was a strikingly beautiful young woman, likely in her late teens. Her auburn hair cascaded in soft waves, though it was still being styled, and her golden-amber eyes gleamed even under the soft light. A makeup artist worked meticulously, applying delicate touches to enhance her already captivating features.
This was none other than the Imperial Princess of Solaria, soon to be engaged. At the moment, however, she was far from ready to be seen by just anyone—her hair half-done, her face partially covered with a skincare mask.