Chapter Nineteen: The Things He Notices
LIORA POV
"Elara."
"My lady."
"Help me get ready."
If they wanted a Luna, I would give them one. Perfect. Composed. Untouchable.
Elara moved immediately. She didn't ask questions. She never does when my voice sounds like that.
The gown Ivy brought was laid aside. I chose the pack's colors instead. Deep crimson, structured bodice, fitted through the waist, the skirt heavy enough to command space when I walked. If tonight was about display, then I would not wear something that reminded me of home.
Elara helped me step into it.
"You're certain?" she asked quietly as she adjusted the sleeves.
"Yes."
Her fingers moved to the laces at my back. "They will be watching you closely."
"They always are."
"That's not what I meant."
I met her eyes in the mirror. "I know."
"What will you do now that the pendant is gone? How would you fight them?"
"I suppose there's nothing left for me to do."
" My lady.."
"I will be fine"
