It's so hard being a hero!

The shoes had a six-centimeter heel and were inlaid with light blue gemstones, matching the outfit around the waist.

Sophia's eyelids twitched as she looked at the shoes.

"Isn't this a bit too high?"

"It's not tall, only six centimeters. It's your first time wearing it, so get used to it first."

Leila put the shoes on the ground.

Sophia took a deep breath. Now that things have come to this, what is there to resist?

So she sat down, put on her stockings, and carefully slipped into her high heels.

He swayed slightly as he stood up and instinctively grabbed Layla's shoulder.

"Slow down, shift your weight back, don't lean forward."

Leila supported her waist, like teaching a child to walk.

"Yes, that's it, one step at a time."

Sofia helped Laila take a few steps, and they slowly regained their balance.

The high heels made a crisp sound as they stepped on the wooden floor, a completely different feeling from wearing boots normally.

The person was forced to straighten their back, took smaller steps, and walked with an inexplicable increase in elegance.

Sophia got goosebumps all over when she thought of the word.

"Okay, okay, that's enough."

She quickly let go of Leila.

"That's fine then."

Leila smiled and took two steps back, looking her up and down for a full ten seconds before laughing, her eyes curving into crescents.

"Perfect."

Sophia stood in front of the mirror, looking at the unfamiliar silver-haired girl in it.

A white evening gown, long silver hair, and pale blue gemstones sparkling at her waist and on her shoes.

She felt like someone else.

No, she was a different person all along.

"Little girl."

Lyra's voice came from behind.

"Ok?"

You are so beautiful.

Sophia gave an awkward smile, feeling deeply ashamed.

"Alright, you can change now."

Leila came over and helped her untie the ribbon.

"Wear it tomorrow, let's get used to it today."

"I'll do it myself."

Sofia quickly dodged away.

Leila didn't insist and stepped aside to watch her do what she wanted.

Sofia took off her shoes, skirt, and stockings one by one, leaving only her white lingerie.

"I'm not going to bother anymore."

Leila yawned and reached out to grab Sophia's wrist.

"Go to sleep. Sleep with me tonight."

"what?"

Sophia was stunned.

"What do you mean? What's wrong with sleeping with me?"

Leila retorted confidently.

Just as Sophia was about to say something, the air in front of her suddenly trembled violently.

A spatial rift suddenly tore open again in front of her.

Immediately afterwards, a slender, fair hand emerged from the crack and precisely grasped Sophia's wrist.

The next moment, Sophia was pulled off the ground by an irresistible force and flew into the crack.

Lai stretched out her hand to grab Sofia's other hand.

However, the response was slow.

Sophia vanished into thin air, leaving only faint magical fluctuations echoing in the corridor.

Leila's hand hovered in mid-air, frozen for two seconds.

Then she realized what was happening and stomped her feet angrily in the direction the crack had disappeared.

"Mom, it's you again."

Her voice echoed in the room, brimming with jealousy.

"Why are you always trying to steal Sophia from me?"

However, Frey did not respond.

Meanwhile, Sophia was already lying on Frey's soft, large bed.

Sophia propped herself up and turned to look to the side.

Frey had changed into that moon-white nightgown, her long golden hair cascading over her shoulders. She was leaning against the headboard, looking at her calmly.

The look in his eyes was like that of someone looking at a kitten that had been brought home.

"How is it? Is the women's clothing comfortable?" Frey asked with a smile.

Sophia gave an awkward smile, but also breathed a sigh of relief.

At least I don't have to sleep with Layla anymore.

Sophia quickly threw off the covers and crawled inside.

This is where she should be.

Sofia turned to the side and looked at Frey next to her.

Frey's gaze was fixed on the view outside the window, her profile appearing exceptionally gentle in the moonlight.

Her long, golden hair cascaded over her shoulders, and the collar of her robe was slightly open, revealing a glimpse of her fair collarbone.

Sophia stared for two seconds, then quickly looked away and buried her face in the pillow.

You can't watch it, you can't watch it.

She's a twelve-year-old girl now, twelve years old.

Are you getting used to your hair?

Frey suddenly spoke up and asked.

Sophia touched her long silver hair that fell over her shoulder.

When she was pulled over, her hair was still longer; she hadn't had time to change it back.

"It's alright."

Sophia gave a vague reply.

Actually, she felt quite uncomfortable; her hair had grown a lot and it always felt cumbersome to wear over her shoulders.

"Actually, you look quite good with long hair."

Frey gave a compliment.

Sofia did not speak.

Her face was buried in the pillow, and the tips of her ears were slightly red.

Frey withdrew her hand, turned over, and faced away from Sophia.

"Go to sleep, you'll be busy tomorrow."

Sophia nodded, then remembered that Frey couldn't see, and hummed in agreement.

The room fell silent instantly.

Chapter 24 A Grand Ceremony

The next morning, Sophia was awakened by a loud and energetic voice.

"Little girl, wake up."

Leila's voice came from the doorway, accompanied by urgent knocking.

Frey sighed, released her arm from Sophia's, sat up, and with a wave of her hand, the door opened by itself.

Leila stood outside the door, already dressed. Sophia rubbed her eyes and looked over, then paused, stunned.

Leila is completely different today than she was yesterday.

She was wearing a silver-white knight outfit, not the usual simple men's clothing, but a gorgeous women's knight dress.

The silver armor was adorned with delicate gold patterns that extended from the shoulder armor to the breastplate, gleaming softly in the morning light.

A white cloak draped from his shoulders to his ankles, with a gold medal pinned to his collar—a symbol of the Imperial Warriors.

He looked very dashing and heroic.

"What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a beautiful woman before?"

Layla rolled her eyes when she saw her staring blankly.