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The Hidden Edge

Author: Rayjay
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-10-06 15:15:50

Asher's POV

The door clicked shut behind Kaelen, leaving me alone with the seamstress and the soft rustle of silk.

She stood beside the bronze mirror, fingers twisting nervously around the edge of her linen apron. Her eyes kept moving between me, my crimson and gold tunic, and the closed door.

“You may go,” I said. My voice was flat. I didn’t have the patience for this.

She hesitated. “My Prince instructed me to make sure the hemline does not catch, Master. I am not supposed to leave until he r
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