Chapter 52

Preparation.

Elara’s POV

Mira helped me out of the tub with care, wrapping a thick towel around me. “I’ll get your clothes,” Astrid offered, already moving toward the wardrobe.

The room buzzed with quiet energy. A silent kind of preparation.

I sat before the vanity, watching my reflection in the mirror as Mira gently towel-dried my hair. “We’re going with the soft curls today,” Mira said, combing through my damp strands. “Something effortless. Feminine but dangerous.”

Astrid reappeared, laying out a soft ivory gown embroidered with delicate silver thread. “You’ll wear this,” she said with finality. “Simple. Elegant. Regal. Let them choke on your new look.”

“I agree, Luna,” Mira added.

I chuckled, “As you wish, ladies.”

Mira was midway through styling my hair when we heard a knock at the door. I straightened a little. Tobias, I thought. His scent was unmistakable. Kieran must have told him to call me.

“Come in,” I called ou