Princess Amara

Chapter Thirty-One

It had been four days since the battle. 

Four long days. 

And I felt like the real battle hadn't even began. 

Something deep inside of me was anxious, nervous, and down right fucking worried. 

But it wasn't about the world around me, it was somewhere else, someone else I was worried about. 

I tried to pretend like I was paying attention to the tenth fucking stability meeting I had been in, trying to ignore the feeling that my rib cage was being crushed in the corset that was underneath the heavy ass dress I was wearing. 

A deep green color that made my eyes pop, the thin straps digging into my shoulders, as the tight bodice flow out into the large skirt that was comprised of a hundred different shades of green feathers. 

It was a beautiful dress, and the way my white curly hair glinted off of the silk bodice was stunning. 

Larris shot me a hard look for the millionth time in the past five minutes, I guess staring blankly at the floor while old men called advisors droned on and on about a battle they were mysteriously absent from wasn't super professional. 

Andrea took a deep depressing sigh from beside me, tugging at the arm brace that held her left arm to her chest. 

It still didn't take away from the beauty of the dress she was wearing either. Hers was made of entirely lace, the same shade of green as our eyes, it clung to her thin form, silhouetting her small curves that Khon hadn't been able to look away from since the beginning of this meeting. 

My eyes flickered over to my Father, his white suit highlighted nicely against his tan skin, his eyes bright green orbs on his face, as he nodded along to the droning of one of the advisors. His crown glinting in the light as he shone with pure royalty. 

Aria stood beside him, her hand on his shoulder as she stood still and powerful. 

Her crown gifted from King Vernin himself, a stunning array of pearls and rubies. 

My eyes turned to King Vernin as he sat stiffly in his seat, his stunning eyes trained on something behind my Father's head. 

I turned slightly to find Ultimate wearing one of the most revealing dresses I have ever seen, as she smirked in a very stiff Vernin's direction. 

She wasted no time on that dibs.

She was wearing a very deep red dress, the fabric only barely covering her chest as it wrapped around her, before a single line of it was placed flowing between her legs. 

Her entire legs on display along with the majority of her body. 

She'd been gone the last two days. 

She had helped with the clean up on the battlefield as well as taking our injured to the infirmaries. I had heard through the maids that she had spent the night in Vernin's room, and that the noises had been horrific. 

Her eyes caught mine, her deep blue skin looking almost worn as she plastered a fake smile on her face before she winked. 

I narrowed my eyes at her, just as her eyes flitted to the closed doors of the chambers, a furious look crossing her face before she schooled her features and slinked further into the shadows. 

Not a second passed before the door were shoved open and in walked General Kronos. He was decked out in his full uniform, a mix of white and green encompassing his hulking body as his golden eyes shot around the room before landing on me.