Chapter 59 Seeking Attention?

• Elena's POV'
• The gown I wore this evening did not shimmer, nor did it boast the ostentation of embroidery or gemstones. It needed no such embellishments. It was elegance distilled—a quiet kind of power. The fabric, a deep, velvety midnight blue, clung to my form with the grace of twilight, wrapping around me, smooth and assured.
• The neckline swept just below my collarbone, revealing the delicate strength of my shoulders, while the sleeves, long and tapered, ended in a gentle point at the wrists—as though time itself had traced my outline with reverence. The bodice was cut to accentuate without demanding attention, sculpted in a way that whispered confidence rather than cried for it.