Transmigrating into the only holy female in the interstellar world, the orcs who have no descendants

The guard bowed his head respectfully, his voice soft but solemn, "Your Excellency, this is a gift from His Highness Rein."

Rosie frowned slightly, her slender fingers unconsciously rubbing the hem of her skirt. She hesitated for a moment, then reached out to take the box. The moment she opened the lid, the sight before her took her breath away.

A dress lay quietly in the box, emitting a dreamy luster under the soft light. The skirt was like flowing mercury, changing into layers of colors as the light shone.

He Miao couldn't help but lean closer, her purple tail trembling with excitement. She exclaimed, "Oh my God! This is a dress made of dragon scale silk!" Her voice was filled with wonder. "Dragon scale silk is incredibly precious. Only a handful of people in the entire Atlantis Empire can own a dress like this."

Luo Xi gently stroked the skirt, feeling an indescribable silky touch at her fingertips. Her heartbeat unconsciously quickened.

He Tu suggested cautiously, "How about...try it on?" Her red fish tail gently slapped the water, and her eyes sparkled with anticipation.

Rosie was silent for a moment, then finally nodded in agreement.

Two maids carefully put on Rosie's dress and tied the last ribbon. Rosie stood in front of the huge floor-length mirror, her heart beating like a drum.

"Take a turn and take a look, Princess." He Tu said excitedly, with undisguised anticipation in his voice.

Rosie took a deep breath and turned slowly. Her pupils shrank slightly at the reflection in the mirror - was that really her?

The dress perfectly outlined her slender figure, enveloping her like a flowing mist. Its soft, mother-of-pearl sheen shone in the sunlight, as if draping her in a dreamy veil. The hem of the dress swayed gracefully with her movements, like the gentle waves of the ocean.

With every slight turn, the skirt would reflect different lights, sometimes like rippling blue waves, sometimes like the dusk. Rosie felt as if she was in the embrace of the sea, surrounded by tenderness.

He Tu and He Miao stared at her intently, their eyes filled with admiration. He Miao whispered, "Your Excellency, you are so beautiful."

Rosie stared at herself in the mirror, momentarily dazed. She couldn't help but think of fairy tales on Earth, of princesses who transformed themselves into magical dresses. Wasn't she, at this moment, a character from a fairy tale?

Rosie's fingertips gently brushed the hem of her skirt, the silky touch taking her breath away. The sheen of the dragon scale silk shimmered under the light, as if alive, swimming between her fingers.

She stared down at the exquisite gown, a wave of mixed emotions welling up inside her. Laing's kindness was so genuine that she was at a loss for words.

"This gift is too precious." Rosie murmured softly, frowning slightly.

He Miao took a few steps closer and whispered, "Your Excellency, please accept His Highness Rein's gift."

Laing is so good, so kind and beautiful that he doesn't seem like a real person. If it were someone else...

She probably wouldn't feel so guilty now.

Luo Xi sighed softly, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

Hetu swam around Luo Xi, her red tail drawing a graceful arc in the water. She looked intently at Luo Xi's dress, her eyes gleaming with admiration.

"It's so beautiful," He Tu exclaimed softly, "but it's still a little short of perfect." She paused, her finger gently tapping her chin, as if thinking. Suddenly, her eyes lit up, "I know! It would be perfect if there was a coral crown."

This made Luo Xi think of her space button, which contained many exquisite jewelries, including the exaggerated pink diamond ring Ling Yuan gave her.

However, the space button was no longer in her hand.

Rosie took a deep breath, raised her head, and looked over the dome of the palace to the vague sea horizon in the distance. There represented freedom, her past life, her mate, and her cub.

So, there is nothing to shake.

Even if it means resorting to any means, she must escape.

He Miao noticed the change in Luo Xi's expression and asked softly, "Your Excellency, are you okay?"

Rosie came back to her senses and gave the two maids a forced smile. "I'm fine," she said softly, "I'm just thinking about something."

Her eyes fell once again on her dress. Woven from dragon-scale silk, it was breathtakingly beautiful, but it couldn't mask the bitterness within her. In this magnificent underwater palace, she was still a captive canary, and no cage, no matter how ornate, could change that fact.

Rosie gently stroked the hem of the dress, feeling the silky touch from her fingertips. She couldn't help but think, how wonderful it would be if she could truly wear this dress freely. Unfortunately, reality is always cruel.

"Thank you," Rosie said finally, with a slight choke in her voice that she didn't even notice. "This dress is really beautiful."

He Tu and He Miao exchanged worried glances, but neither said anything more.

They were the ones who had always been by Rosie's side, and they knew better than anyone that since Her Majesty the Saint came here, she only smiled when she saw His Highness Rein, and her face was filled with sorrow at all other times.

If it were them, leaving their families and children like this, they might not be able to be truly happy.

But even if they understood it in their hearts, from their point of view, they had no way to comfort Her Excellency the Saint.

Keeping quiet at this moment may be the best comfort for her.

Rosie was lost in her thoughts when the door to her bedroom suddenly opened gently. A guard in a neat military uniform entered, holding an exquisite shell box. He walked respectfully to Rosie, bowed slightly, and said, "Your Excellency, Admiral Michael sent this."

Luo Xi took the exquisite shell box, a hint of curiosity in her heart. She carefully opened the lid and was immediately stunned by the shining light inside.

A complete set of exquisite jewelry lay quietly in the box, and the soft luster of underwater pearls came into view. The most eye-catching thing was the coral tiara, which was carefully carved to look like the most beautiful coral reefs on the seabed.

Luo Xi couldn't help but smile, and turned her gaze to He Tu beside her. "He Tu, is your mouth blessed?" she said half-jokingly.

He Tu tilted his head, looking confused. "What does it mean to be blessed?"

Rosie smiled and made up an explanation. Her eyes fell back on the jewelry, and she felt a mixture of emotions.

He Miao was keenly aware of something. She cautiously approached Luo Xi and asked in a low voice, "Your Excellency, would you...would you wear it? After all, it was a gift from Admiral Mike."

Hearing this, Rosie's face lit up with a meaningful smile. She gently stroked the coral crown, her eyes flickering with an unpredictable light. "Why not wear it?"

She spoke softly, with a hint of fatigue in her tone that she wasn't even aware of.

Hearing this answer, He Miao immediately breathed a sigh of relief and his tense shoulders relaxed.

Luo Xi stood up and walked slowly to the mirror. She stared at herself in the mirror, and a hint of unclear emotion flashed in her eyes.