LADY CATRINA'S POV
My servants hold towels ready as I emerge from the basin full of warm water and aromatic herbs. They dry my hair, oil my smooth skin and spray the most expensive perfumes on my skin.
Tonight I'll be having my first moment of sensual bliss with my newly weeded husbands in our matrimonial bed to seal our marriage. I must look and smell most ravishing.
I'm no longer worried of them discovering I don't have the portion, as promised Freya's Sherman brought me the secret spell that will trick them into thinking that my blood taste like of the real vessel. My blood won't give them real powers, but I'll make sure to give them the best nights of their lives. They'll never want to let go of me.
"Your highness, which one did you choose to wear?" The servant, Eliza, asks holdi
