"Zoren, I don't think I should go," Verena said, lowering her head while Zoren kept on lining up different dresses on the bed for her to choose from. He has a huge grin on his face, just imagining her in any of them. "Don't put that one down; I already told you, I won't be wearing that.""This is a traditional piece worn by the bravest female warriors in our pack; why won't you wear it?""You already told me how significant this is," Verena said, folding the brown dress with a hard corset carefully. "They have to fight and risk their lives in order to be worthy enough to wear one, and here I am, getting it because I randomly appeared? That is a huge no. To me, it feels insensitive, especially since we both know how they truly feel about me.""But word is slowly getting out, right?" the prince said, talking about what he heard earlier when he was fetching Verena from Old Fool's place. There were a lot of werewolves watching them walk back home, and he could hear them talking about the
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