Staria's POV
After Ugarh left my room, I lay still on the bed, staring at the ceiling. His scent was still in the sheets, and my body still tingled from his touch. I smiled, satisfied. Everything was going as I had planned.
But I couldn't get too comfortable. I needed to keep playing my part. I got up slowly and walked to the mirror. I ran a brush through my hair, watching my reflection. My lips curved into a soft smirk.
Just then, there was a faint shimmer in the glass—Queen Amira's image flickered for a moment, but then vanished just as quickly.
I exhaled slowly. No messages now. Just silence.
I turned away and walked to the window. The sky was clear, stars blinking like watchers. My mind was filled with possibilities. I needed to stay sharp, seductive, and smart. Ugarh
