Far away from where Mikhail and Vivian were, inside the castle, in one of the many rooms, a fox-woman with a unique style sat on the bed, wearing only pink panties and a matching bra, both with a cute and cozy touch.
"It's time," she murmured to herself, looking to the side where a variety of stockings in different colors and styles were laid out. The fox-woman selected a pair that was entirely white, running her fingers over the fabric before starting to put them on. With skill, she delicately pulled the stockings over her legs, ensuring they fit perfectly.
She stood up and walked to the large mirror adorning the wall of the room. She carefully examined herself, turning from side to side to evaluate the effect of the white stockings on her figure. Satisfied, she sighed, but the decision was far from final.
With a sad expression, she touched her breasts. "I need something better. This isn't enough."