Bonded to the Exiled Alpha
Finally!
I walk over to the baths and bring out my folded set of clothes.
“I’d like something like this,” I hand over the clothes to a maid, and the skirts to another “If you would please, throw away that one.”
They work crazy fast, and soon enough, I’m reviewing my fresh clothes in the full length mirror. Wool lined riding pants, a knitted tunic that reaches the middle of my tights and has billowy sleeves. Something like a corset that they told me was a called a stomacher at my waist, long and heeled boots, my dagger belt looped around my hip. Over everything, a knee length coat.
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