🔥 Recap of Chapter 63
The feast turned into a battlefield of hearts. Every word from the Mistress sharpened old wounds into weapons, every glance made chains of doubt feel heavier. The golden curse blazed across Jemil's skin, visible to all, each burning mark a reminder of how much of him the Mistress already claimed.
Kaelina fought with pride, yet the crack of jealousy showed when the Mistress pressed her honor against Jemil's vulnerability. Lyra's flames raged hotter but trembled when temptation wrapped itself in the image of Jemil's surrender. Nyssa's illusions unraveled under whispers that promised Jemil would abandon truth for sweeter lies.
Jemil himself stood firm, but each pulse of the curse felt like a chain digging into his soul. The hall itself bent under the Mistress's laughter, and the harem's unity wavered.
Now, the trial sharpens. The bonds they swore are about to be tested not by blades or beasts—but by their own hearts.
