"Mother, thank you for pushing me to lose my fears and giving me such a wonderful husband," said Louisa. She bowed timidly to Mary, her face flushing slightly despite the radiant, queenly aura that now clung to her skin.
"You look absolutely stunning, my girl, so there is no need for such deep bows anymore," said Mary. She smiled warmly, her eyes scanning her daughter's luxurious blue spirit-spider silk attire with deep approval.
"Lord Ethan spent thirty thousand medium-grade spirit stones on me just to see me happy," said Louisa. She walked over to the large wooden chest, opening it to reveal the neatly folded garments inside. "These are for you and Roy."
"This fabric is incredible," said Roy. He lifted a set of tailoring, his eyes widening as he felt the material. "It feels like normal clothing, but it is as tough as armor."
