That is a pretty dress you have picked out. I bet His Highness will want to ravage you on the spot.” Katie says finishing Calista’s hair with the final pin to secure her hair. Part of it in a french twist, and part of hanging down onto her shoulder in a single curl.
“Your color is starting to come back.” Katie says looking in the mirror to see Calista’s reflection and smiles. “I don’t look so much like a corpse.” She replies, smirking.
She meets Katie at the bed, and she takes her thick fluffy robe off and sets it aside and steps into the pale green flowy dress, accented with clear crystals. The hem reaches just below her knees. Her shoulders are bare, exposing a long scar on the back side, and the front showing her mark.
“Magnus, are you ready for dinner? I would like to walk in tog
