Chapter 14
Amelie POV
My heart wrenched painfully as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. The stylist was getting me ready for the so-called party. I was yet about to go to a party with my sworn enemy, but what could I possibly do about it when I didn't even have the power to do anything? There was absolutely nothing I could do about it.
"We are done," The stylist announced once she was done with the makeup, and I went into the dressing room where I changed into the dress he sent to me earlier, and trust me, I was wowed at the way I looked so gorgeous. The last time I looked so beautiful was when my parents were still alive and I was still living with them.
"The King is waiting for you," Hearing the guard's voice from outside once I stepped into the room, I clenched my fingers tigh
