Chapter Sixty Four

He was mad now, and no matter how bold I felt, I knew not to say anymore on that matter. I didn’t mean what I said; of course I should have expected this, and maybe I did.

“Get dressed”

“Why?”

“There’s a ball taking place in a few minutes, and since you missed the feast, I thought you could make it up.”

“Are you serious, Thane? You locked me in for a whole week and expect me to come with you, dressed and ready for this ball.”

“Yes”

“I won’t. You could go alone, or better yet, go with Beatrix; you seem to have some chemistry with her.”

I didn’t think Beatrix suffered any consequences for helping me escape; I, on the other hand, paid dearly for it.

“You either dress up, or I do just that for you.”

“And how are you intending to dress me up?”

“Want to find out?”

I didn’t. After all that had happened, I didn’t think being naked before Thane would help, so I walked away, heading to the bathroom. I took an unnecessary long bath, and when I returned, I noticed a deep gold-coloured gown hanged