Eevy leaned against the wall of an alleyway and crossed her arms.
She looked at Kai with a raised eyebrow and let out a soft sigh.
"If we are going to a masquerade ball hosted by a Duke, we need to look the part," Eevy stated matter-of-factly.
"We cannot just walk into the grand ballroom wearing bloodstained armour and expect to blend in with the high society crowd. They will throw us out before we even get past the front foyer."
"I agree we need proper disguises," Kai replied, resting his hand casually on his hip.
"But I refuse to spend a single gold coin on a coat I am only going to wear once. That gold is for funding our long-term survival, not for playing dress-up for a bunch of corrupt politicians."
Eevy shook her head.
"Then how do you plan on getting tailored formal wear before sunset without paying for it?"
Kai pulled out the hand-drawn map he had looted from the dead handler earlier.
