Chapter 85

Clothes shopping took on a whole new amusing meaning when Casey grumbled during the whole process. She truly didn't like the idea of shopping for a dress. Even less the fact that once they found a simple black, floor-length gown, it needed modifications.

"I don't see what's wrong with it," she whined as she twirled for Tanzie, another of Darius's crew, who proved handy with a needle and glue.

Tanzie answered as she pinned a few more tucks. "You can't attend an Enclave ball in an off-the-rack, mass-marketed gown. You'd be laughed out of there within minutes."

"So you're going to glue rocks to it?" Casey said, eyeing the bins of polished stone with a dubious air.

Roark tried not to snicker. "You will dazzle."

"I won't be able to run."

"I'll make sure you can," Tanzie promised, marking a line on the skirt that went fairly high on the thigh.