Alien Star

"Well done, Your Highness. Please straighten your arms. I want to make some confirmations. Yes, that is right, just stay right there…"

Thales felt like the dead. He stared ahead with dull and numb eyes, and he raised his arms according to the tailor's instructions. He could feel as if his arms were making creaking sounds. 

"When it comes to welcoming feasts, I usually do not like too formal cuffs. Please straighten up your waist, and press your legs together. Yes, that is right. However, Count Caso's request was very clear, 'You must show the calmness of the Royal Family, but the prince's new style'…"

Thales did not show any expression while he was swathed in the "prince's new style". He straightened his waist numbly and felt that he had lost his final hope to fight for his life.