- Main suite -
Marco exited the master bedroom once more to see Dorina emerge from her own room. "May I be of assistance, My Lady?" He questioned softly.
"Yes, actually." Dorina cocked her head to the side as she approached him. "What is your name?"
Marco blinked in surprise that she would want to know who he was but answered dutifully. "I am Marco, My Lady." He bowed his head slightly.
"Well then Marco." Dorina smirked so much like her father, Marco had to hold in another expression of surprise. "You can come help me pick out what to wear for this evening." She turned on her heel and headed back towards her room. "Come on." She threw over her shoulder.
Marco hurried to overtake her and open the door for her. Dory raised an eyebrow but otherwise didn't respond as she walked into the room and over to her closet. Opening it she simply said "Sit." to Marco. Staring into the wardrobes depths for a few seconds she started pulling out gowns and throwing them over shoulder and into a heap on the bed as Marco watched in mounting horror at her abuse of designer clothing. Finally, she seemed to find one she liked and held it out for Marco to inspect "What about this one?" She asked with a raised eyebrow.
Marco quickly but critically looked over the navy blue satin gown before meeting Dory's eyes. "It's beautiful, My Lady."
Dory rolled her eyes. "How very informative, Marco." He studied him for a second and Marco supressed the urge to squirm. "Have you ever been in a senate meeting?" She asked curiously.
"No, My Lady." He answered quickly.
"How very helpful." She muttered, throwing the gown on the bed to join the others.
"My Lady?" Marco asked, confused.
Dory sighed and turned to face him. "My normal wardrobe consists of jeans, t-shirts and boots primarily in black. Usually I don't care what I look like so long as I can move in it. However, tonight I have been told by three separate people that I need to make a good impression, and that my normal wardrobe would not be appropriate for either an audience with the Pythia or for a Senate meeting. So here I am, trying to figure out how to dress to impress and you don't seem to be helping me." She narrowed her eyes.
Marco stood slowly. "Then, if I may." He gestured towards the wardrobe and she gladly moved out of the way and sat in the armchair Marco was just occupying.
Marco looked through the wardrobe for a few seconds, then turned back to Dorina. "What exactly are you trying to project, My Lady?" At her questioning look he continued. "How would you like to look? Bold? Strong? Innocent? How would you like the world to perceive you?"
Dorina leaned back in the chair and looked thoughtful. "How do you see me?"
Marco's eyes widened in surprise before he clamped down on his response. "My Lady?"
"Don't play coy, Marco. Give me your honest opinion." She watched him carefully, face empty of all emotions but curiosity.
"Honestly, My Lady?" Marco questioned dubiously. She nodded and Marco tilted his head to the side as he thought. "Honestly I find you fascinating. You seem so unassuming and yet you are powerful enough, deadly enough to win a senate seat." He paused to study her further. "Your father is one of the most powerful vampires I have ever known, yet very few realise how deadly he truly is. I feel you are very similar in that regard."
Dory considered that for a moment before speaking. "So how do you think I should dress tonight? Based on your assessment of me."
"Something black, so that you may in keep with you regular wardrobe at least in one sense. Something not overly revealing but still sexy and something that reflects your family connections." Marco stated.
Dory gave him a small, slightly impressed smile. "Well then." She murmured. "Find me something that fills your criteria." She settled more comfortably in the chair to wait for Marco's perfect outfit.
If you want to see the dress Marco picks out for Dory, search 'Ralph Lauren fall 2011 Dragon dress' on google.
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