Thanrie took this opportunity to enter, carrying a stack of clothes. "Good, you're all awake, holy F~~k things have gotten out of control. Everyone has to get changed, they are making a F~~~ing ceremony out of this." Thanrie handed out clothes for everyone quite unlike the clothes they had worn before. Mhyl however recognized the azure style right away. "What's going on? This is a formal dress of the Elniri..." More than Mhyl was used to in the past, the exact style was something closer to what she would have expected her mother to be found wearing. Qheria and Lwyn looked at what they were offered, dressed they were even less familiar with, all formal.
                          
"So, it seems no one actually knows who the Crystalline Blossoms are, just that they have the biggest reputation in the world right now. Politics stepped in, and there are some really important people who want to take pride in where the Crystalline Blossoms fit in society. Brother even made sure I was thrown back into one of my dresses again, the most formal I ever owned." Thanrie looked down at the rose dress she wore once again, one she was very thankful she hadn't chosen when she fled initially, mostly because it would have been even worse to run around in. However, it wasn't like she had forgotten how to wear such a thing, everything was coming back to her once again. In fact, the one who had pressured her into this had actually been her eldest brother, even if it was only sent through her second brother.
                          
Mhyl got her dress on next, not being all that unfamiliar with Elniri dresses. "Mhyl, Aelyiq sends word that your mother had personally made sure that was sent for you to wear. Something about being formal wear for the Saviour, and that you need to look the part and all that jazz. You're going to be formally presenting yourself as such, after all." Thanrie was still surprised how well Mhyl was able to handle herself in such a dress, missing the irony that she herself also held herself very well right now, if you ignored how she was speaking at the time. Everyone else was actually surprised how pretty Thanrie looked in that dress, it wasn't something they could imagine her wearing this well.
                          
Thanrie helped Qheria with the dress, as she was drowning in the material. She had never worn something this formal before, not even in the best of occasions. She was however familiar with formal gatherings, the Shieldbearers and occasions with her mother had frequently put her into important celebrations. However, this emerald dress was still far unlike anything she had been forced to wear before, it made her most glamorous occasion look far more casual in comparison. "Qheria, you won't believe who is supporting you. The Qiciri crown had actually gathered together that dress for you, and made sure it was sent to you. It seems they want to reveal their second national hero, in all of her wonder, like you're continuing your mother's legacy." Thanrie shrugged, the Qiciri messenger involved having spoken with far more disdain directed at herself than she had used. The spite between the Qiciri and Wyxiri still had yet to go away, it seems.
                          
Lwyn herself had still not even tried to get changed yet, staring at the dress before her in horror. It reminded her of her time back in the Fortress, her time as Yhse. Worse, while she had thus worn dresses this formal before, she still didn't know how to put one on by herself. All of her dresses had been put on with the help of her maids. Mhyl caught on to her line of thought, and stepped in to help. "Lwyn, don't worry, that dress is much like our own, you're one of us now, right?" Mhyl smiled gently, as Lwyn conceded enough to be shown how to put it on. She did however wordlessly insist on doing everything herself, not belittling Mhyl into the role of a maid again.
                          
Lwyn looked at herself after she got the dress on, even the same violet tones as the one she wore back in the Fortress. It just wasn't the same style, and was actually even less comfortable and more frilly. "The Arch-Magus had been pressing for what to have you wear, and was thankful to see the dress you had taken back with you from the Fortress. He decided that it would be a representation of your own ability, your own personal style. Beyond that, you're actually wearing a dress that was a lot like one your mother used to wear, according to the Arch-Magus. It seems he feels it's best to finally come clean about the identity of his granddaughter, the heir of the Arch-Magus." Thanrie explained the last dress as Mhyl looked it over, herself then understanding just why this dress also seemed to have the feeling of an Elniri make to it. It probably was a customized Elniri dress, all things considered.