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Chapter 117-

Layla was in her room as the maids prepared her for her coronation. Keisha was versed in hairmaking, so she helped style her hair.

She had come here to get ready after tending to Malcolm's wound.

Layla sat at her dressing table, her eyes closed as the maids fussed over her hair and makeup. She was trying to keep calm and focus on the moment, but it was hard not to let her nerves get the best of her. This was a big day - the day she would be crowned queen of the kingdom. She had trained for this moment her entire life, and now it was finally here.

As the maids finished up, she rose from her chair and turned to look in the mirror. She barely recognized the woman looking back at her. She looked regal and confident.

Layla's gown was a masterpiece of craftsmanship. It was made of the finest silk, and it fit her like a glove. The corseted bodice accentuated her figure, and the skirt flared out in a dramatic train. The dress was embellished with intricate embroidery, and it shim