Einith
“Whatever you do just avoid Mikasha” Amira says while tightening the belt around my waist. Her smile is tight since the servants has come back into the room with us. The dress is off shoulder and you can see my slowly sinking collar bones and my neck feels bare. It’s tight on the waist and flows freely then. It’s still longer than me since everyone in this world is taller than I am and it’s incorrigible for them to even think of anyone as short as me.
“You’ve never told me of a Mikasha before” I whisper without moving my lips and my smile.
“Oh, look how silly of me. Your tie is still loose let me do that again” she takes belt and wraps her arms around me again. Leaning till her lips are near my ear. “It’s the sister that murdered her husband for sleeping with a priestess of the
