Racheal stared at the black and gold sequin mesh dress, as Luna repeated Steffan's words verbatim.

“He was here?” Racheal asked, looking around.

“Yes.”

She ran her hands over the fabric, it was very soft to touch. She pulled it out of the box, and heard her maid gasp behind her.

The dress was a vision.

It had a full skirt, sweetheart neckline and careful gold embroidery on the skirt.

This must have cost a fortune, seeing Steffan only gave her expensive gifts. She carefully lay ...