Flora’s POV:
I looked in the mirror at my shining reflection and remembered what Beta Sam said. Show King Xavier you aren’t Sarah. Tonight, at the ball, I plan on showing him that I am his true mate and not some desperate woman trying to get close to him. I have even called in Elder Claire, to help him see the mate bond more clearly. Surely this will open his eyes once and for all.
I swoop the emerald green, floor-length dress over my arms and shoulders. This dress was from my mother's and is the most beautiful item she left me. It fits my body like a glove up until my hips, where it flows down in long waves. It is a halter neck with no back, so I don’t need a necklace, but I put diamond studs in my ears to match the gentle shimmer on the dress. I quickly pin up a few unruly strands of
