Roman sipped the fresh juice the shop manager had ordered from a nearby high-end restaurant. Although Eilika had initially refused the gesture, Roman's sudden, quiet interest in the drink had changed her mind.
While the boy was occupied, Eilika's attention drifted to a shirt displayed nearby. It was a deep, rich wine color, and she couldn't help but think how well it would suit Damian if he ever joined them for an informal outing.
"Your Highness, you have been admiring that piece for some time. I must say, it is one of the most premium shirts we have received from our designer this season," the sales assistant noted with a polite, observant smile.
"It is quite striking. Please, let me see it," Eilika requested.
