The morning air touched his skin as he calmly and quietly selected the clothes he had prepared earlier. A white shirt with delicate lace at the collar, complemented by a gray vest with distinctive embroidery. Long trousers matching his white shirt completed his appearance—elegant, classy, and still allowing freedom of movement.
With practiced movements, Lucian put on his clothes one by one, then reached for a dark blue overcoat hanging beside the closet, putting it on calmly.
After making sure his overcoat was neatly in place, he tried to tidy his hair a little, ensuring that no strands were in his line of sight. However, without looking at the result, he could only rely on feeling.
Lucian sighed, slightly annoyed. "Hah... Even though I'm used to it, it's quite difficult. I think I should ask Pavel to buy a mirror later."
