CHAPTER FOURTEEN

ELARA’S POV**

Morning light spilled across my bed. By the time the sun finally rose, I was already up, dressed, and sitting still while Valerie adjusted the last heavy layer of my gown.

I was getting used to these clothes. The weight of them, the layers, the slow breaths I had to take so the corset would not suffocate me. It was nothing like home. I missed my Tshirts and joggers but right here, right now, this was the only body I had to wear.

“Are you ready, my lady?” ...