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Chapter 15
With her eyes closed, she breathed in the soothing scent of the lavender steam. All the tension and anxieties of the day slowly melted away. Ah, the power of a hot bath—it was like a hug for her muscles!
She let her mind wander, allowing herself to simply be in the moment, thinking of nothing in particular.
The last twenty-four hours had been such chaos and this was the only time she’d had to think about anything all day. A tiny shaft of moonlight shone through a crack in the curtain, illuminating a single rose petal on the edge of the tub.
Unbidden, Trey popped into her head, and she hissed. All this was his fault, and she was still mad at him. After her bath, she had to come up with a backup plan in case things did not work out with Dante’s plan. Another yawn followed as the steaming water lulled her to sleep.
Emory.
Aworyn’s voice echoed as if she was right next to her. She had to admit that putting her in a tour
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There was almost nothing underneath the beige gown she had on, except for the knife strapped to her right upper thigh. With a subtle tug, she let the thin fabric caress her skin, the light colour accentuating her golden tan. The straps of the dress crossed across her chest and fell down her shoulders to drape over her back like a cape. With her crimson hair in a neat ponytail, her neck and arms were on full display.Taking in the surrounding forest around the castle walls, she licked her lips and tasted the strawberry gloss Sabine had stained them with. With her bare feet digging into the sand, she observed the flock of women clad in red hooded robes and golden slashes around her and Sabine.“Did Dante explain how the ceremony works?” Sabine asked her.Emory looked up at the full moon shining brightly in the sky, casting a silvery glow over the forest, then at the group of women again.“What’s there to tell? At least it’s not
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“Let’s begin. Take her hand, son of Wulric,” Aworyn commanded, breaking Emory out of her reverie.Aworyn’s long, wavy silver locks floated behind her and Dante complied, bowing before taking her hand. His touch was electric, like a thousand tiny sparks. Emory looked up into his eyes and time seemed to stand still.They stood face-to-face as the world around them faded. It was almost as if the goddess’ magical presence had enchanted them, intensifying their bond. Then something Aworyn said echoed in her head.Son of Wulric?Emory squinted at Dante. She couldn’t believe it--he was related to Lycan King Wulric, and as if to confirm it, the wind seemed to carry his name on its wings. It didn’t make any sense; the Moores were not of noble blood. There was no way in hell Dante was related to Lord Rydell Wulric, the second son of the first king of Morrian.“Son of Wulric?” she asked him.
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