Chapter 149
Annalise
The maids fussed over me for far too long, adjusting the folds of the dress that barely covered me, tilting my chin, running their fingers through my hair one last time as if preparing a doll for display.
"Perfect," one of them whispered.
Another giggled, covering her mouth with delicate fingers. "He will be pleased."
"You should feel honored," the third sighed wistfully, stepping back. "Now, wait here for the King."
With that, they turned and left, their laughter echoing softly as the heavy doors groaned shut behind them.
Silence fell.
My fingers twitched, curling into fists.
I exhaled slowly and turned my head toward the full-length mirror across the room.
A stranger stared back at me.
The dress was indecently red, clinging to my curves like sin itself, th
