At night Zivan was ready in his ivory shirt with a royal blue coat and similar pants that Marcella herself had chosen.
Zivan adjusted his cravat on his neck looking through the large wall-size mirror.
The blue coat he wore had golden embroidery and also buttons and chains made of pure gold.
On his legs, he wore black leather long shoes.
His jet black hair was combed back leaving a few strands falling on his forehead loosely.
"Ahem…" Zivan was making sure he looked okay when he saw a familiar reflection in the mirror.
"Why are you standing there? Come in," he said and turned around to look at the girl who was also dressed in the long blue ball gown.
The square shape of her neckline and the tight corset was making her look fuller in her chest area.
The curve of her waist looked very tight.
As Marcella walked over slowly Zivan realised that the girl was surely wearing heels.