EVELARA
The orchestra was already playing by the time we returned to the grand hall. Yet my mood was sore. Why not? That stupid collar—
‘Ruined the fu**ing moment!’ Drave finished the word, groaning.
And I didn't disagree! I mean, it was sweet whatever was happening and then, that stupid collar!
‘Let the storm take that bastard! Let him be co*k blocked!’ Dravara cursed under her breath.
‘Yes!’ And I chimed in… But the frustration melted right away, when his hand started moving up and down on my waist, as though he could feel the tension running through me. I just hope he doesn’t get to know the tension itself, it would be too embarrassing.
I caught my reflection in one of the crystal mirrors—the silver gown shimmering like moonlight, my short hair pinned loosely by Jenn
