After the suffocating intensity of the bath, Lucien stepped back, allowing two quiet, subservient vampire maids to enter the gilded chamber. They worked with practiced, silent efficiency, helping Jennifer out of the warm water and her wet, torn gown, then wrapping her damp body in soft, heated plush towels. They dressed her in a heavy, silk-lined velvet gown of deep emerald green. The fabric was soft against her sensitive, fevered skin, yet the cut was dangerously low across her chest, leaving her neck and collarbone entirely bare, a silent invitation for the King who claimed her.The moment the maids stepped away, Jennifer stood trembling in the middle of the luxurious room, wrapping her arms around her middle to steady herself against the lingering weakness in her limbs. The door opened, and Lucien walked back in. She turned her dark silver eyes toward Lucien, who stood near the grand mahogany table, watching her with a cal
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