Chapter 99
The morning of the coronation was bright, the palace buzzing with energy. In Azalea’s chamber, maids rushed about with fabrics, jewelry, and perfume as Azalea sat still, her long hair being pinned into an elegant updo. Ophelia sat across from her, dressed in a deep wine-colored gown that complemented her sharp features.
“You look... regal,” Ophelia said after a moment, her tone carrying the faintest trace of reluctant admiration.
Azalea met her sister’s eyes in the mirror and smiled faintly. “Thank you,” she said simply, adjusting the lace at her collar.
Vicky stepped closer, holding out a pair of earrings. “You look breathtaking, my lady,” she said softly, fastening the jewels to Azalea’s ears. “The entire hall will be speechless when you walk in.”
Azalea felt a flicker of
