The girls continue to go through the dresses, comparing with others while matching them with what each of them had picked. Eventually after almost an hour of this they finally end up with two dresses that seems to please both of them while matching relatively well. Obviously neither had eve tried to match dresses with one another as they'd never thought either of them would attend a ball as a trio.

Fleur ended up with a black dress that was made from almost silk-like fabric, with the exception of it's incredible durability. If she didn't know any better she would have thought that the dress was enchanted with something, the upper part of the dress was covered in "sprinkles" of metal that s.h.i.+mmer in the light, a nice contrast to the black fabric. It lacked sleeves and supported itself by attaching around her neck which she found relatively comfortable as it reminded her of as one piece swimsuit she'd worn at home. It also had some freely hanging fabric that'd sway in the breeze as it moved, giving it a unique look compared to other dresses.

Ciri had found something that wasn't too restrictive and was quite revealing if you took the magical sense of modesty into account. It was a similar black fabric to Fleur's own dress however was thinner and thus seems to flutter much more often, it's cleavage was completely open with only the corset like bra covering her goods. Spaghetti straps supporting her b.r.e.a.s.t.s which was needed as Ciri never wore bra's. Additionally it had silver embroidery and adornments that matched spectacularly with Fleur's without looking like a copy, the similarities didn't end there as it also had loose fabric that'd sway as she moved.

With the girl content in their choices they turned there attention to Reima, he hadn't picked anything yet, presumably to find something that matched with them. They decided to try on the dresses before committing to having him choose something.

Reima watched as they cordoned off one part of the room and quickly got changed into the clothes, he knew that the majority of the clothing was enchanted and so was scanning everything they inspected, making sure it wasn't dangerous. After a couple minutes the girls came out, they hadn't done their hair or makeup but were simply just wearing the dresses... And G.o.d did they look good.

Fleur "How do we look?" she asks with a small blush, mirrored by Ciri.

Reima blankly states, "Like two G.o.ddesses have descended..." before rapidly regaining his composure, *Ahem* he coughs to alleviate some of his embarra.s.sment. "You'll be the centre of attention, I pity those mortals who are unfortunate enough to not be in your company" he says dramatically, only half joking...

They girls nod to eachother at his reaction, "Will you start looking for something to wear?" they ask, unsure if they should help.

He shrugs, waves his hand and makes all the unworn dresses disappear, only for make outfits to take their place. All of the clothes present are far from the modern suit that he had wanted to wear, instead belonging to Gwyn. As the former "Lord of Cinder, Sunlight, Fire and whatever else" seemed to have a fetish on robes, that was what the majority comprised of. Luckily they seemed to be around his size, despite remembering the man in the Kiln of the First Flame looking about 7ft... Maybe he grew in the Kiln? Or maybe the robes were like Gwynevere's in that they could change size... Of course they could have just shrinked in the wash but Reima doubted that was actually a possibility.

Either way all the robes present seems to be wearable, though some looked more combat focused than anything else, with chainmail and t.i.tanite plates of metal covering the majority of them. The girls look at him suspiciously as he brings out another set of ridiculously expensive looking clothing, thinking that he'd robbed and ancient civilisation or something... Oh how right they were.

Regardless Reima scoured through the clothes with the help of the girls and even Snuffles was dragging the occasional robe to him, though it was not even close to matching the girls own dresses. They continued this until they went through 75% of them, all they were left with was what Reima a.s.sumed to be only sleep wear and casual wear. However he had forgotten that the Lord of Cinder was the ruler of a nation and had to look the part at every moment of every day. They eventually came across a dressing gown that looked nothing like it's modern counterparts, it was a heavy robe that was still relatively light when compared to the other armoured clothing they could pick from, it had two lapels that went down to his ankles and crossed each other over his front, it was partially covered by other fabric covering it and was completely black, with the exception of the small murals depicting Gwyn slaying dragons. Despite it being a gown is also had some silver chainmail in some parts but it looked natural enough to where you wouldn't noticed unless you were looking for it. Last but not least it had some kind of grey fur going around the neck and shoulders.