“Your Highness, it is time,” Jerome gave a polite bow to Everard and informed him that they were going to leave for the Great Hall.
Everard was standing in front of the mirror. The maids had finished dressing him for the occasion and had already left the room. At the moment, the only ones who were present in the room with Everard were Alexander and Jerome.
“How do I look?” Everard asked while looking at his reflection.
Everard was wearing a pair of black trousers and boots, a white shirt, and a red coat with beautiful golden embroidery on it. Apart from that, a red ceremonial mantle that fell down to his ankles was attached to his shoulders.
Jerome looked at Everard’s reflection and replied, “You look perfect for today’s ceremony, Your Highness.”
Everard shifted his gaze from his own reflection to Alexander’s reflection. And he asked again, “Alex? What do you say?”
