Once Lloyd had nimbly styled Evrore’s hair, she finally managed to swallow her small piece of cake, then jumped up in a rush to change her clothes, completely ignoring her younger brother standing right there.
Lloyd hurried out of the room to gather his own gear.
Evrore proved just as nimble, quickly slipping into a modest, light-colored long dress and topping it off with a bow-accented dome hat. She looked intellectual and graceful, much like a cute, naive literature student.
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