Chapter 11

LAVENDER’S POV

I spun around in front of the mirror for the umpteenth time since I had it on. It was a big gown that made me look fat. The color was so pale I was irritated by it. It looked as though it was dirty even though it was not.

I glanced at the maid who had brought it for me, who stood there with a nervous expression. “I don’t like it,” I firmly told her.

I had to take it off and put on the only nice clothes that I was given but the problem was that it was nightwear. The clothes I wore to this place have been taken to the laundry and only later today will I be able to get them after it was dry.

“Where’s Alpha Caramel?” I asked the maid.

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