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Face Him Again

Author: Ricky_writes
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-08 22:26:13

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Liana’s POV

The court was awake before the sun.

Servants moved like whispers through the marble halls, carrying trays of fruit and silver goblets that gleamed under the torchlight. The air smelled of roses and smoke, sweet and sharp at once.

I could hear them outside my chamber. The rustle of silks, the low hum of gossip, the faint metallic ring of armour as guards shifted their weight.

Everyone was waiting for him.

The King.

Kael.

And I was waiting too.

Not as his captive anymore, not quite. But not free either.

The gown they had left for me shimmered like spilt moonlight when I touched it. Too fine for comfort, too soft for armour. It clung to my fingers as if begging to be worn, and when I looked at my reflection, I almost didn’t recognise the girl staring back.

Her lips were painted wine-red. Her throat was bare. Her eyes—mine—looked like something that had learned how to survive.

The Queen’s maid had told me to wear it.

“His Majesty prefers this
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