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Mia’s POV “There... there is one more special gown. Perhaps you’ll like it!” The clerk hurried to the back of the store. Moments later, she returned with a mannequin wearing a vintage gown. My eyes lit up, and so did Veronica’s. The gown was a deep, rich purple, adorned with countless pearls and diamonds, like the brightest stars in the night sky. The skirt was embroidered with intricate gold patterns, telling a tale of ancient and mysterious legends. Every stitch and thread exuded an indescribable elegance, like a serene noble waiting for her arrival.

Farah's voice echoed through the chamber, and the maids scrambled to comply, managing to offer a hurried greeting to the Countess as they rushed past. Kaerlia approached the chamber and knocked gently, then entered to find Farah dressed in her striking red coronation gown. Farah's dress was a magnificent creation, made of stunning crimson silk. The bodice was adorned with intricate gold and silver embroidery, with an off-shoulder neckline that added a touch of allure. The gown flowed gracefully with a voluminous skirt and a train embellished with ornate patterns and beadwork, befitting her soon-to-be role as a powerful queen.

She couldn’t wait to put on the dress and have her makeup done, anticipating the upcoming event with a mix of curiosity and delight. The purple flair gown was a masterpiece of fashion, tailored to perfection to accentuate Elaina’s every curve. The fabric flowed gracefully, hugging her figure in all the right places, showcasing her perfect curves with effortless allure. The gown’s deep purple hue complemented her skin tone exquisitely, enhancing her natural beauty.

I imagined myself kissing those lips, mime wrapped around it, claiming and possessing it as mine. Summoning self control I let my gaze trail through the rest of her body and this timez my breath left my throat, every part of my body froze as I stared at the most beautiful dress I had ever seen. Alora wore a beautiful orange ball gown. It was a bedazzled off shoulder gown that exposed her neck, her skin around her shoulders. Her skin was so smooth, despite not being exactly pale but white nonetheless with the reflection of the stones on her dress on her skin. It was like they sparkled just like the dress.

She twirled a strand of her hair. My courage flicked like a candle in the wind. I puffed my cheeks and squared up to her. " I may not be...you. whatever you are. But from my end, I know he will kill you." I buttressed. Someone scoffs behind us. We all turned and met one of the Damians. I don't know which, but the clothes— a black outfit, complete with ankle length trenchcoat— is different. " Overlord," the two ladies chorused and bent one knee.

Alora walked in, putting on a straight white gown designed with thin layers of platted gold as she rubs her little baby bump and two females escorts, She said. "You're still a commoner and not yet coronated how dare you not bow to her highness ?" Sarah scolded.

” A cold aura burst out of Renée, scaring Alice who was helping her with the outfit, it reminded her of the king. “Your Eminence-“ Alice stuttered, her head bowed lower in respect. The cold aura completely disappeared, it retracted like it was never there. Renée walked towards the full length mirror and gulped, the gown engulfed her like a glove, showing all her curves. It was a simple white, strapless mermaid gown. It had a sweetheart neckline which showed a little bit of cleavage and a cloak that could be detached and reattached. Renee’s skin was glowing, all the marks on her body had disappeared overnight, it had happened once and didn’t faze her anymore.

Swish! World Burial Sword—Throttle! In a split second, the Overlord tore through Gauma's neck! The edge of the greatsword then vibrated for a moment, pulverizing Gauma's neck! Bang! World Burial Sword—Skybreaker! At the very next second, Caleb was already on top of Oakley, his greatsword bearing down with the monumental might of an avalanche! His body certainly couldn't survive such power and audibly exploded into a million different pieces!

Chapter 14: The Prince’s Gambit The night had turned ominously still, the kind of stillness that wrapped itself around the world like a heavy cloak, stifling and oppressive. The air inside the castle felt thick, weighed down by something Karina couldn’t name, but felt in every corner of her being. It was a feeling she had become accustomed to since coming here—the ever-present tension that clung to the halls of Zorana Castle, the feeling that something *dark* was always lurking just out of sight, waiting to explode.

“Go up there and make us proud.” “We love you, Mom,” Isla said, wrapping her arms around Orla’s legs and laughing as her mother bent to ruffle her hair. “I love you.” Leor joined his sister in encouraging their mother. Even though they didn’t fully grasp the significance of the moment, their enthusiasm and words meant the world to Orla. She kissed Callan before making her way to join her colleagues at the front. Gliding gracefully to the front seat, Orla captivated everyone present with her ethereal gown. Midnight blue satin cascaded elegantly, accentuating her form, while delicate lace embroidery caught the soft light, adding a subtle shimmer.