I stood in front of the mirror, smoothing out the wrinkles on my dress. It was a simple, yet elegant gown made of silk, which I had purchased from the local market.
Caspian's budget was tight and It felt weird taking money from my younger brother but the alternative was worse and I swore to myself that I would pay him back as soon as could.
I spent hours searching for the perfect dress, and this one had caught my eye. It was a sky blue color that complemented my skin tone, and the delicate embroidery on the hem added a touch of sophistication - I liked that.
It wasn't on the same level as ones Ryder used to buy for me. It really wasn't.
Back in Ravenwood, I wore designer dresses and custom made shoes and the best hand bags but it didn't negate the fact that underneath the glamour and the adorning glances from Ry, he was still my master and I was still his slave…a good looking - designer wearing slave nevertheless.
