Evening. Veyport. The villa district. Living room.
Veil sat back on the couch with his legs crossed, letting out a long, steady breath.
Funny thing was, ever since he arrived in this world, he'd been living in this villa. And now, after all this time, it actually started to feel a bit like home.
"Tea," said a soft, melodic voice.
Sierra walked in, dressed like a belly dancer. A sheer veil of purple silk wrapped her figure, giving her a sultry, exotic allure.
She carried the tea set with a practiced grace, the tiny bells on her hips jingling sweetly with every step.
Veil might have been away for a while, but they'd stayed in touch—especially with Sierra. Whenever Alice was tied up with work at the orphanage, Sierra would come over to handle things around the house.
Didn't matter if anyone was home or not. The chores still needed doing. And her outfit of the day? Always personally selected by him.
Today's theme: belly dancer cosplay.
