The two of them created a look. Ariel was wearing the black vintage puff dress she loved, which perfectly outlined her body curves bit by bit. The skirt was embroidered with luxurious dahlias, faintly visible as she walked. The added silver and gold threads in the embroidery sparkled under the lighting, making it exceptionally beautiful.
A black veil adorned her black hat, obscuring the upper half of Ariel's face, leaving only her delicate chin and full red lips exposed to everyone.
Sitting in the living room waiting for someone, Arthur was pretending to nap until the sound of high heels tapping on the floor woke him. When he saw Ariel's outfit, a hint of satisfaction finally flickered in his cold eyes.
"Today's outfit is not bad," Arthur said with satisfaction.