IRIS
I had put so much thought on what I would wear for the mating ball. I finally settled for a deep burgundy cinderella gown. The cut was low and it was designed to draw attention exactly where I wanted it. My brea.sts which were fuller now from the pregnancy, swelled above the neckline in a way that made me feel powerful. I looked sexier, something I had never thought of myself.
You look like a queen, Zorya said, and she sounded proud.
I turned before the mirror, checking every angle. The dress concealed everything I needed it to. The diamond earrings Kerian had given me sparkled at my ears and so did the silver bracelet on my wrist. I looked exactly like the woman he wanted the world to see.
The note I had written was tucked into my bodice. I had written it the night before.
