I was so torn on where to place this chapter, before or after the party. But in the end, here it is.
“Lady Dinah, wake up!” “Hng, go away.” I drag the covers over my face Someone rips them away. That makes my eyes finally open, my head hazy with sleep. I look up to find a barrage of people standing over me. Alarm makes all traces of sleep vanish from my head. “There’s no time!” Mesilla says, ta
The other maids set the boxes on a table, and open one of them to reveal yards and yards of pristine white silk. The dress is minimalistic, with detailed golden embroidery at the sleeveless neckline and waist, where the dress cinches in a style above and below the bust, then flows down gently to the
Food table… you’re my own hope right now… Someone steps in my way. I stop abruptly, and have to stop myself from taking a step back. My eyes travel all the way up to the person who has the guts to step in my way that sharply, with all intentions of making me stumble back. As I look up, I’m struck
Could anyone tell I had no idea what was going on? Have I made a fool of myself? Man, I wanna go home already. But I can’t do that. So instead, I pick up the first glass that isn’t filled with wine, and pretend to be the cool, mysterious person who doesn’t need to engage with others. Fortunately,
In the end, I can’t help the sheepish bit of laughter that leaves my mouth. Oh what the heck. I’ve embarrassed myself already, there’s no point in trying to look cool now. “Thank you. Josephine is simply too kind.” “So I’m reminded every day.” Lord Haraldsen turns to look at his soulmate with the
Mother of— I look over my shoulder to find Arzen, dressed to the nines. I might’ve been impressed by his attire of white with touches of gold if I didn’t know he dresses like that almost every day. The only thing different about his today is the little golden hoop dangling from his left ear. I didn
Behind the two of them, the three princes stand tall. Or well, two of them. Gorge really looks like he’s trying, but his shoulders are getting more hunched by the second. Theobald is looking down on everyone from his place at the stage. Lukas looks the most at home at the attention leveled at them.
He just entered, but since the Emperor and the Royal family are here, he’s supposed to greet them first— Warm fingers wrap around mine and he goes down on one knee. His gaze is smoldering in its intensity as he looks up at me, the touch of his lips a feathery brush on my skin. “My Lady,” Zen’s voi