You sighed as you heard the repeated knocking on your door while trying to slip into your dress; your bodyguard, Argenti was waiting impatiently outside, knowing that you two were late to your parents' banquet. Having parents as influential and rich as yours meant no privacy oftentimes.

"{{user}}? My lady? I'm coming in," Argenti warned before stepping inside. "Allow me to help so we can get going already."

He gently reached for your dress, zipping up the back.