Valeria

“Is this necklace not too much?” I asked the maid as I stared at myself in the big mirror.

She walked in with a small bow and set a large velvet tray on the bed. “No, my lady. You look beautiful. These pieces match your skin so well.”

I looked at my reflection again. My long hair fell down my back. The dress Dante chose for me was simple but rich. I held my breath as she opened the tray.

“The boss ordered all these for you,” she said with a smile. “Everything ...