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Chapter - 33
Fiona - POV The day of the ball arrived in a whirlwind of chaos. Servants surrounded me, fussing over my skincare routine, while magic dried my chestnut hair. My half-crown braid was carefully styled as my maid worked diligently to apply makeup. Once they helped me into my gown, I stood before the mirror for a moment, adjusting to my reflection. Finally, with measured steps, I began descending the staircase. The sound of my heels against the marble floor drew their attention. Flint, Jasper, and Theo were deep in an intense discussion but immediately stopped and turned to face me. The way they looked at me—so captivated, so passionate—sent a flush of heat to my cheeks. “Fiona, you look absolutely gorgeous,” Theo gushed, his voice filled with awe. Jasper, ever the tease, smirked. “Are yo
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