"Maybe..."
Rhoswen's voice slowly faded away as she noticed Aurelian's expression getting darker and darker.
Whatever argument she had been preparing immediately died.
A few minutes later, they entered one of the larger clothing stores on the second commercial level.
It was an older Arcturus family business that had been around for years, serving officers, shipgirls, nobles, and wealthy civilians who wanted quality clothing without all the ridiculous decorations some inner-world fashion houses seemed obsessed with.
The store itself was quiet, clean, and clearly expensive, though it never felt like it was trying to show off.
The attendants noticed Aurelian almost immediately.
Most recognized him as a member of the family, though not all of them seemed to know exactly who he was.
That changed after one of them discreetly checked his credentials. The staff became noticeably more attentive afterward, but thankfully, they didn't become irritating about it.
