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CHAPTER SEVENTY-SIX (76)
She was aglow as she stared at the cheval glass on the wall of her tiny boudoir. She brought her hand down and brushed her palm against the soft grain of the ball ensemble that fell reaching her ankles, almost sliding the floor.
The skirt fitted snugly against the torso, usually with a low neckline, and blooms out into a full skirt. Her hands traced on the patterns and snowflake
designs, penny plain yet sophisticated and hand-made.
Would the King notice her in her dress, she stared at her reflection once more, taking in the light cosmetics on her face, the way her lips bloomed with the red lips stain, and the way her back hair was tied in a high ponytail, no-frills.
"Devika?!"
Hearing her name, the youthful maiden turned to find her mother standing at the entrance of her chamber, staring at her in awe with her white hand over her mouth.
The woman gasped, starin
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"I will like to request an audience with the King!" She voiced, staring at the King's special adviser. Staring at him without the mask, Devika noticed how dashing he looked, his body was muscled as she remembered, his jawline was sharp, his eyebrows were thick and straight but his lips were a bit pale, it was like they were losing their color. "You look more beautiful without the mask, My lady" he bowed his head, Devika didn't wonder asking how he could recognize without the mask. There was never a day Devika thought she would step her foot in the Palace, then the Adviser announced the festival, Devika was delighted when she entered that palace that night but she thought that was it and it was the end, she never thought she would come back here till two days ago when the King brought his first courting gift, which she couldn't send that because it would seem disrespectful and then the next day, more gift was sent to her, Devika knew she
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