Lyria shook her head slightly.
“Stay still,” Madam Gina grumbled. The old lady grabbed Lyria’s jaw roughly to fix Lyria’s gaze back to the mirror. Madame Gina’s nails dug deep into Lyria’s skin. Out of nowhere, she felt a surge of anger rose to her face. She gave a strong gaze to Madame Gina through the mirror reflection. Her usual doe-eyed look changed instantly into a ferocious gaze.
Madame Gina flinched as if Lyria’s skin had started to burn. It was as if fires were spewed out from Lyria’s hazel eyes.
“Madame Gina.” Lyria’s voice was calm but deadly. “You don’t think Duke Frelie would be happy to see his bride to be scarred, do you?”
“D– don’t be a baby. It did not even hu–“
“Then shall I let Duke Frelie decide for himself?”
Madame Gina had gone pale. For all her pride and cond
