Ready to go?

When Alexis finally came into the room she was dressed in a button up shirt and skirt that reached to her knees, and some tennis shoes. Glancing over to Fidelisa, as tugged at the bottom hem of her skirt, “do you think we could find some pants, I don’t know about these skirts or dresses.”

Fidelisa shakes her head as she glances up and down the young woman standing before you, “Darling, please don’t fidget, it is uncouth and unladylike. As for pants, for you deary. No, no, no. That simply won’t do. Not for a young lady of your status my dear Alexis.”

Slowly she rose from her chair and approached the girl, reaching out to adjust her clothing so it may lay in the most flattering way. “Alexis you must understand I do love you dear, as if you were one of my very own children. The attire we wear is not merely for function or comfort. It is a declaration of status, of who you are, and your place in this and any world. A skirt, a dress, well they speak of your inner elegance, refinement, authority and place in society. I know before when a mortal you dressed appropriate for a boy of common birth.” Pausing for the briefest of moments to role her eyes, the first hint that Alexis’s past life was seen as inferior by the imp. “But you have been reborn, you are Alexis, daughter of Mistress Hekate, who is the daughter of our High Lord and King Belphegor, and one of the great Queens of Hell, Eisheth Zenunim. A lady of Gehenna, a princess of the Abyss. With such things come certain expectations, and responsibilities.”

Alexis shifted nervously, “but, Aunty……”

At that Fidelisa placed the tip of her finger to Alexis’s lips to silence her objection. Taking a moment to glance down the young woman’s figure beneath the silk blouse and wispy skirt reaching to just above her knees. “Besides dear. Skirts and dresses flatter you amazing figure, they hang so elegantly from your hips and allow your legs to be showcased. Bringing out your natural grace and beauty. Don’t worry, my dear, you will grow accustomed to them, and the attention a beauty like you will attract.”

Hearing that Alexis’s eyes went wide, as she had yet to really think about being objectified by others. She thought of back when she was a male mortal and the looks and thoughts she had when seeing a sexy woman. A blush covered her cheeks as she stared into the imp’s eyes.

Seeing the look in her eyes, Fidelisa giggled softly, “oh, dear, please don’t believe Mistress Hekate’s accusations I am a frost queen, immune to the desire to be desired by others. I just have self control and know what is acceptable by society and my place in it. Just as you must, you are a refined lady in society, and must dress as such. Imagine you in pants, what ever would people think, they could just believe you are a vulgar tomboy. They could accuse you of lacking the poise of a lady of your station and lineage. And that my dear I cannot allow.”

Finally removing the finger from her lips as she was sure she had silenced the objections of the woman. Reaching up she petted the top of the woman’s head, “Now dear, realize I understand this is difficult for you. It is all new to you. But trust me, my dear sweet Alexis, in time you will come to understand, and see the wisdom of these words. It is our duty in society. Till then, I apologize but you will have to just bear it, with grace and poise. It is something we all must do, with our place and responsibility of society.”

Stepping back from the woman she smiled, “Enough of that for now, let us be off, I know a wonderful shop with the most delightful proprietor that can come up with the style perfect for you.”

With that Fidelisa led the woman from the house and down an alley to the bustling street. It was a warm morning, with a cool breeze as a variety of demons and humans walked hurriedly to perform their tasks of the day. Fidelisa reached out and took Alexis’s hand, “Stay close dear, most might see you as a unclaimed soul and without a collar or brand assume you are fair game. And that my dear could complicate things or be very dangerous.”

Alexis just blinked squeezing the woman’s hand, as she found her eyes drawn to the ground as they walked after several uncomfortable glances from strangers hurrying past them. Only a few blocks later they entered a marketplace, with shops lining the streets and carts hawking their wares in the street itself. Fidelisa eventually stopped in front of a small shop, and that caused Alexis to look up. The shop was tucked between two other shops, with a display window a couple of mannequins dressed fancifully stood with in. A wooden sign hung above the door announcing the name of the shop as the Silken Web.

Fidelisa glanced to Alexis, offering a reassuring smile, “we’re here, I think you will like Miss Fortura, she is an amazing and brave woman, stronger than she even realizes.” With that reaching out to push open the shop door.