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Kayla's POV “Who told you to get dressed?" Lily barked out. I opened my mouth to apologize, to say something, anything, that might diffuse the situation, but the words got stuck in my throat. Lily opened her mouth to speak again but then the King removed his hand from hers then he moved up the stairs gently replacing his hand with Azel's. I looked up at him, startled. His expression was calm, but his eyes held a quiet intensity that made my breath catch. “I want to say you look beautiful but then I would only be describing you plainly" Lily's mouth snapped shut, shock flickering in her eyes. She seemed ready to argue, but the King didn’t give her a chance. "We’re going to the ball together," he added, his tone leaving no room for discussion. I could hardly believe what I was hearing.