Mated to My Enemy: Tamed by the Tyrant Prince のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 191 - チャプター 192

DariusThe silver thread of the needle felt like a hot wire against my skin as the tailors made the final adjustments to my formal tunic. I stood on the pedestal in my chambers, arms outstretched, a sacrificial lamb being dressed in the finest silks of the Silver Circle."The fit is perfect, Alpha," the head tailor murmured, his voice sounding thin and distant, like he was speaking through a layer of cotton. "The embroidery matches the Fenrir crest on your chest. A perfect union."I looked into the floor-length mirror. The man looking back at me was a stranger. I was wearing midnight-blue silk, trimmed with silver fur, and the Crest of Fenrir hung heavy and cold against my sternum. But my face, was a mask of pale, sweating marble. Every few seconds, the edges of my vision would fray, the stone walls of the room flickering into grey ash before snapping back into place."Darius?" Aveline’s voice came from the doorway.I didn't turn. I couldn't. If I moved too fast, I was afraid I’d fall