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Lustre's POV

Everywhere I turned, someone was bumping into me with some shit they'd procured for the ball or my ears were being bled out with gossip and musings about the ball and who'd be present. It was just as tiring as it was annoying, and I truly hoped that it would come to an end soon.

The last few days that led up to the ball had been filled with several preparations in full swing and a noisy environment, day in and out. From the preparations that were being made, you'd know that the ball would accommodate men of valor and be the talk of Silvercrest for weeks to come after it had been held.

However, that did nothing to fuel my enthusiasm because I never fantasized about princess dresses and balls when I could be much more— a woman in power who'd continue to bring unworthy men to their knees, and that title was much more satisfying than being at a man's side as his trophy.

And I had a feeling that was all Alpha Fleki intended for me to be by making me his date to the ball. Of co